Lyrics:

Fair thee well old joe clark
We're going to miss you
I heard you left last night
On the danville train
All they ever did around here was use you
Hell I can't exclude myself
I'm just as much to blame

Bastard child is running wild
Ain't got no name

Say goodbye to that nashville girl
She's an angel now
Nobody could have saved her
Nobody even tried
We just let them drag her out
To sugartown
Face down in all that candy
Is where she died

Bastard child is running wild
We ought to be ashamed

The pan american is flying tonight
Throw out your line and baby hold on tight
All I really know is that
I've got to get paid
I've got to get paid

Kiss my ass you corporate whores
Twist and shout
Press my shirt and shine my shoes
I've got a lot of fields to plow
Baby work it on out
When you ain't got nothing
There's nothing to lose

Bastard child is running wild
Never be the same