Raised alone, daddy's running a string Five generations of american dreams The wind it howls, and the pumpjacks they sing Get your money and run and you won't miss a thing You see this town out west, it raised me fast Sometimes red dirt paves a crooked path Nobody's around to see what we've done Just the flare in the night 'till the morning sun Where the poor got rich and they went insane Spending all their money trying to kill the pain Where the poor got rich and they went insane On an oil rig in the city of shame In the city of shame Momma got me out as soon as she could But I was too far gone and I did what I would Go back to see what trouble my friends found Get stoned and wait for the sun to go down Well they all ended up on amphetamines You either stay to die or you're dyin to leave Well I'm glad I got out just when I did I was pretty messed up but I was just a kid Where the poor got rich and they went insane Spending all their money trying to kill the pain Where the poor got rich and they went insane On an oil rig in the city of shame In the city of shame The word got out that boom came again So innocent souls came to our land Bought a one bedroom for a hefty price Won't be worth a damn when the land runs dry Where the poor got rich and they went insane Spending all their money trying to kill the pain Where the poor got rich and they went insane On an oil rig in the city of shame In the city of shame