Goin to a Hangin Lyrics

My sweetheart is a yogi
The painter's still asleep
I'm stuck here in Muskogee
This man is in trouble deep
The president's head is playin'
The garbage is pilin' up
The schoolyard kids are playin'
I'm on my second c**e

Nick's goin' with me
The neighbor's bangin
Don't make me a bug
Nick's goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won't you come?

The dancer's feet are swirlin'
Mercury is higher
I'm scared to death but fallin'
Now Jupiter is on fire
I wish I had a dollar
For every dream I've had
The cat took off her collar
Now I need to calm her down

Nick's goin' to me
Guitars are playin'
You can hear them strum
We're goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won't you come?

It's called a crime of passion
It's called a circus tribe
The media teeth are gnashing
While wearin' that anchor's smile
I sure can face the ocean
The desert burnt the coast
I wish I had some lotion
I feel like a piece of toast

Nick's goin' to leave
Bells are ringin'
Goin to death and to jump
We're goin' to a hangin'

Oh, honey please, won't you come?
Oh, honey please, won't you come?

Goin to a hangin'