riot

I’m the ghost in the pines, I’m the shadow on the porch, Carrying a hatchet and a kerosene torch! Came up from the dirt where the copperheads crawl, Writing "Riot Starter" in the soot on the wall. Yeah, I got a big heart, but it’s wrapped in barbed wire, A one-man frontline walking through the fire! I’ve served my time in the dark and the rain, Now I’m back in the sticks just to harvest the pain. I don't need a squad, I don't need a crew, I’m the nightmare coming for a visit with you! (Chorus) (Heavy, chanting rhythm) Whoop! Whoop! Kick the dust, let the sky turn black, The Riot Starter’s here and there’s no turning back! From the trailer to the trenches, let the chaos fly, We’re lighting up the woods till the moon starts to cry! I’m a one-man riot! (One man!) I’m a one-man riot! (One man!) (Verse 2) Got a jar of moonshine and a trunk full of boom, I’m the redneck reaper in the dark and the gloom! Paint the face white, but the blood stays red, I’m the king of the junk pile, the voice in your head. I marched with the best, now I run with the wicked, Into the deep brush where the leaves get thickest. You see the camouflage? You see the grin? That’s the sound of the carnival moving back in! I’m the big-hearted beast with the jagged-edge blade, The baddest mother-pumper that the South ever made! (Bridge) (Music slows to a deep, vibrating thrum) The fuse is short... The night is long... I’ve been "over there," But this is where I belong. (Silence for one second) BLOW THE WHISTLE! (Final Chorus) Whoop! Whoop! Kick the dust, let the sky turn black, The Riot Starter’s here and there’s no turning back! From the trailer to the trenches, let the chaos fly, We’re lighting up the woods till the moon starts to cry! I’m a one-man riot! (One man!) I’m a one-man riot! (One man!) (Outro) (Slow, creepy banjo fades in over heavy static) Yeah... that’s right. I'm the fuse and the flame. Riot Starter. See ya in the fog.