Shoot At the Walls

When you enter the house and it talks to you, Don't you kinda lose your nerve When the ghosts rise up and walk with you, It's more attention than you deserve You know it's gotta be painful Having to go thru it all Risen up from your own ashes, Only to shoot at the walls Well, first I went to Altoona Then I landed in Fort Wayne Took a dip down to Tuckaleechee Before taking Bryson City by train Where I holed up in the Smoky Mountains With the banjo freaks in overalls By the time I left that porch, I was high on codeine And left to shoot at the walls Shoot at the walls Like they ain’t nuthin’ at all Pass your hand in fronta your face Them molecules don't leave no trace Ain't it hard to raise your eyes To the disgrace of it all? You know it's gotta be painful Having to go thru it all Resurrected from the tomb, Only to shoot at the walls