Unwanted - Those Poor Bastards

Wanted unwanted all I ever wanted

Was to be haunted by you

The pitchfork hanging in the shed

It does not shovel hay

The creaking doors into the barn

Are rotted with decay

The yoke is broke the cow is thin

The garden will not grow

This mess of mud and cursed glass

Is awful hard to hoe

Yeah oh yeah

Wanted unwanted all I ever wanted

Was to be haunted by you

I got a silver bullet here

Tattooed on my chest

Among these ugly people here

Whom do you like best?

The sound of revving motors

Really gives some folks a thrill

Me I like the sound of skulls

Rolling up a hill

Yeah oh yeah

Wanted unwanted all I ever wanted

Was to be haunted by you

I lay in bed just counting goats

High as I could get

An angel with a broken wing

Said you are not sleeping yet

So I read a book about a man

Who wished that he was dead

I laughed so hard my brain did burst

And birds flew out my head

Yeah oh yeah

Wanted unwanted all I ever wanted

Was to be haunted by you

I smashed a broken bottle

Upside my father’s jaw

Oh dear God I prayed so hard

That he would live no more

The letters you once sent me dear

Are tied with rubber bands

I sure do miss the reptile touch

Of your uncaring hands

Yeah oh yeah

Wanted unwanted all I ever wanted

Was to be haunted by you

You’re just like the rest

A rotten stain of putrid stinkin' flesh

That’s right

You’re just like the rest

A rotten stain of putrid stinkin' flesh

That’s what you are