Where'd ya come from Who'd ya kill I heard ya came from a Mexican city A volcano kissed you on the heal But that don't make you no tupelo honey Oh your beds in a disarray From cheaps cigs and five dollar Cabernet An el camino that lifted on the sand My mommas said it's my better half Hold conditions on this house There's a vacancy, I know It's an earth wrapped body temple Full of all my medallions and... I hide my rocks in the basement There they won't find love No police out to bind them Breakin at my roots What's the meaning? Is it etched in the bone? On a foreign castle circuit in a bed that you tossed? A torpedo lavish in the cage But I ain't scared of no chicken wire honey Oh your beds in a disarray From cheap cigs, underneath the Chevrolet El camino that lifted on the sand Momma said it's my better half At my roots, your the chosen ones At my roots, your the chosen ones And I will break you by the pound I will break you by the rules I will eat you by the pound I will eat you by the rules