Text: Mark Lanegan. Methamphetamine Blues.

Hit it
Wake up, wake up
Children don't ya hear me comin'
Get up, get up
Because I got to have the honey
I don't want to leave this heaven so soon
Rollin' children keep on rollin'
Rollin' children keep on rollin'
Keep the light turned low and the back door open
My love rain down like sugar so sweet
Yes children I will

Tall lawman rides
With his uniform clean, shine on his shoes
My radio plays
Methamphetamine blues
Who tell all the news
I'm rollin' just to keep on rollin'

Wake up children
Get right soul church keep a lock on the kitchen
Do risks for your daddy
Keep your eyes wide open and my shotgun loaded
'Cause I don't want to leave this heaven so soon
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
My love rain down like sugar so sweet
Yes baby

Tall lawmen rides
With his uniform clean, shine on his shoes
My radio plays
Methamphetamine blues
That tell all the news

Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
I don't want to leave this heaven so soon
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
I don't want to leave this heaven so soon