Misery (Missouri)
Words and Music: Cornelius Eady

There’s a moon above the pines,
But the sky is poison
There’s a list of the forgiven,
But baby, you’re not on it
Jesus shot the bullet
With your name upon it

O, misery

It’s so hard to watch one’s step
When it’s open season
So tough to think things through
When there’s no reason
Ask the boss a question,
It’s a song of treason

O, misery

Better keep your head down
Better keep your step quick
Better keep your dreams low,
Boot strap it if you fall sick
A state’s a state of mind
Get a load of mine

O, misery.