Those Poor Bastards Heap Bad Medicine
Cloud of worry makes my hackles rise
Shove this burning poker through the skies
Evil's always hunting me
Let me be
Just let me be
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine's all you give to me
Arrows made of bone and knotty pine
In my back and through my heart and spine
Evil's always hunting me
Let me be
Just let me be
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine's all you give to me
What a stupid time to live through
What a bitter bloated dread brew
In the air a sickness deep and strange
Can't be washed away with bleach or rain
Evil's always hunting me
Let me be
Just let me be
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine's all you give to me
Belly bulges 'neath a belt of flesh
The stink of you betrays the stink of death
Evil's always hunting me
Let me be
Just let me be
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine's all you give to me
What a stupid time to live through
What a bitter bloated dread brew
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Heap bad medicine's all you give to me
Heap bad medicine (bad bad medicine)
Bad bad medicine (heap bad medicine)
