Lowside of the Road

I'm on a black elevator goin' down
Little Joe from Kokomo, it rattles to the ground
The dice is laughin' at the man that it throwed
I'm rollin' over to the lowside of the road

The moon is red and you're dancin' real slow
Twenty-nine miles left to go
The chain monkeys help you with your load
I'm rollin' over to the lowside of the road

Jezebel is naked with an axe
The prosecution tells you to relax
Your head feels like it's ready to explode
And you're rollin' over, you're rollin' over

Well, the clapper has been ripped out of the bell
The flapper has been kicked right out of hell
When the horse whips the man that he rode
You're rollin' over to the lowside of the road

The dog won't bite if you beat him with a bone
And she's so shy when she's talkin' on the phone
And then the ground rises up and starts to groan
And rollin' over to the lowside of the road
Unto the lowside of the road
Unto the lowside of the road