Kid, don't lose your cool, it's still too soon to have to choose a brighter doom It's hard to believe, but I can see how there could be so little left to lose (cracking open skulls like cans of beans on Christmas Eve) Mama's not okay, she lights a candle for ev'ry day that you're away Today could be the one she burns the motherfucker down her final act of grace In an endless, pointless race Kid, you're under fire, your life is coming down to the wire Maybe you'll take the Captain's hand carry his ship through burning sands Cradle your rifle like a man Mama says "No way," she's lost it all, you've got to stay to make her pay She knows the fiend upon the throne's a goddam sucker for the stone Until the day he dies alone Succumb....