Shovels & Rope - Evil lyrics

Standing in line at the equestrian mart, looks like it's about to rain I've got two small kids and I'm late on the rent, wife's dead two Weeks to the day Dead two weeks to the, two weeks to the day Well the sun came out, but it was cold as hell; my fingers were as Numb as my mind When my quarter horse 'Reg' kicked me in the head, while I was Shoeing him up from behind Shoeing him up, shoeing him up from behind But every now and then I get evil I'm ashamed in the shadow of the steeple I'm a lunatic looking through a keyhole I hit my kids, but I don't mean to I'm a dead dog lying on the sidewalk Another victim of the mortgage bubble pop Waiting on the other shoe to drop, ah Melanie lives at the house next down, got a head full of auburn curls I seen her standing in the mud with her baseball glove, spitting at the Other girls Spitting at the, spitting at the other girls Well here she comes in the afternoon with some apples and a pack of Reds She bathes my babies, then she reads me to sleep; nothing much ever Gets said Nothing much ever gets, nothing much ever gets said But every now and then I get evil I'm ashamed in the shadow of the steeple I'm a lunatic looking through a keyhole I hit my kids, but I don't mean to I'm a dead dog lying on the sidewalk Another victim of the mortgage bubble pop Waiting on the other shoe to drop, ah Ooh, ooh Well the cops show up with their lights turned off, judge Johnny from Across the street Had some calls light night 'bout something didn't look right Grab your things, you better come with me Accusations in a room with a neon light; she said, "don't you pay us No mind" All we ever shared was a loneliness, he and I was two of a kind He and I was two of, was two of a kind But every now and then I get evil I'm ashamed in the shadow of the steeple I'm a lunatic looking through a keyhole I hit my kids, but I don't mean to I'm a dead dog lying on the sidewalk 'Nother victim of the mortgage bubble pop Waiting on the other shoe to drop, ah