Lyrics

The blue’s got me in a crater
The gray’s say stay there
Meet your Maker
Down in a crater
Jim pays me to kill Johnny
Don’t ya thinks that’s funny
It’s God gimme the job, Jim
But I’ll take your money
I ain’t no contraband man
Ain’t no shovel in my hand
Sure as hell ain’t your waiter
But Ya get served in The Crater
Ya get served in The Crater

Crater
Crater

My wife’s in Des Moines
Thought Illinois be safer
I come back down here later
Down in the crater
So how low you wanna go?
Bubba, I been down before
Just a day in the life
Don’t cry about your rights

Crater
Down Down Down
Crater
But I’m not out

I’m not asking you to change, Johnny
I’m a change maker
A life taker
Nat Turner by nature

In the Crater
Crater