Oliver Anthony - Doggon It

Lord, my head's been hurting, my back's been aching
The water's drying up and there's a war in the making
People eating bugs 'cause they won't eat bacon
Doggone it

Needles in the street, folks hardly surviving
On sidewalks next to highways full of cars self-driving
The poor keeping hurting, the rich keep thriving
Doggone it

There's a little town somewhere
The only thing you hear at night is that old mill humming
The only time traffic backs up is that when old sweet Norfolk Southern train is running
With me and a dog on it
Just me and a dog on it

Now peoples crying about burning coal, but not the poor souls whose digging it
I reckon there's been a many good man in the grave trying to keep our houses lit
From down in the oil fields, and the pipelines, and the linemen, and the coal mines
So we can sit at home and plug in our new fangled bullshit
And Republicans and Democrats, I swear they're all just full of crap
I've never seen a good city slicking, bureaucrat

There's a little town somewhere
The only thing you hear at night is that old mill humming
The only time traffic backs up is that when old sweet Norfolk Southern train is running
With me and a dog on it
Just me and a dog on it

Lord, my head's been hurting, my back's been aching
The water's drying up and there's a war in the making
People eating bugs 'cause they won't eat bacon
Doggone it