I Am a Salt Mine

Confuse your muse in a full bar
 Crack the code of my Lone Star
 Channel set, local news
 I'm out of options
 It's what I choose
 I am a salt mine
 It's what I choose
 That's what I choose
 Woke up again with my clothes on
 But haven't yet left the stove on
 I lost my leg to a Brown Recluse
 I was a gold mine
 Turned to a salt mine
 It's what I choose
 I am a salt mine
 It's what I choose
 There's nothing here; it feels like blues
 There's nothing here that I don't choose
 And I'm up for auction if I choose
 If I don't play then I can't lose
 I'll never lose
 I fell in bed with Lot's wife
 I was a gold mine turned to a salt mine
 That's what I choose
 I am a salt mine
 I'll never lose
 I am a salt mine
 That's what I choose