Richmond Fontaine - Muddy Conscience lyrics

It's midnight hour in River City Waiting for all the f** ups to come out for the night He wanders alone knowing something ain't right, something ain't right Boy's got a muddy conscience And a clear sense of dread And a broken beer bottle in his hand You couldn't tell by the look on his face You couldn't tell by the expression on his face He didn't tell his best about what he did, about what he did Boy's got a muddy conscience And a clear sense of dread And a broken beer bottle in his hand