Two Ton Shoe - Swing Out West

must have been a plan to drag me under.
seems they've pulled this stunt before.
each time i try to leave
this place they slam the door.

talk about a scam. they promised heaven.
said i'd see my better days.
they call me an angel then they
damn me with faint praise.

so where is my valhalla?
and who's in charge here anyway?
they're out of my favorite flavor again.
so soon i'll pack my head
and swing out west.

how can i trust anybody
after what they've put me through?
looking for sympathy's like
hammering a screw.

what about the urn to hold my ashes?
isn't there some place i'd be at peace?
never believe it 'cause there's always
something up their sleeves.
so where is my valhalla?
and who's in charge here anyway?
they're out of my favorite flavor again.
i'll pack my head and swing out west.


yes it was a plan. and now i'm under.
and they're dancing in the dirt.
look's like i'll never get my precious piece,
my just dessert.
so where is my valhalla?
and who's in charge here anyway?
they're out of my favorite flavor again.
i'll pack my head and swing out west.