Thirteen beers and a pack of cigarettes
Got last week's paycheque in his back pocket
Going to a party on the other side of town
When will he ever learn?
Aberdeen, washington's a lonely place
Went there one spring, tried to bury his face
Met a hell's angel in a black cadillac
Rented him a room in a shotgun shack
Hey there, lonely boy in a shotgun shack
Hey there, lonely boy, you'd better watch your back in the shotgun shack
Strange pantheon of brilliant, troubled ghosts
Generation x, the reluctant host
Covenant of darkness slithers in the hole, like the guru of the shipwrecked souls
Harry Houdini got a disappearing act
He took it on the road, his calliope of crack
His medicine show ain't never coming back
Got a reservation at the shotgun shack
Hey there, lonely boy in the shotgun shack
Hey there, lonely boy, you'd better watch your back in the shotgun shack
Lunatics and lovers crawl into their bowls with their shotgun hearts and their whisky souls
Kinda shed a tear when I see 'em in the bars
When will they ever learn?
Hey there, lonely boy in the shotgun shack
Hey there, lonely boy, you'd better watch your back
Hey there, lonely boy in a shotgun shack
Hey there, lonely boy, better watch your back in the shotgun shack