Am (x02210@1) ELike (022100@1)a Mississippi Windchime in the breeze AmDanglin' (x02210@1)down from the sycamore tree. ELike (022100@1)a vessel of wrath shattered on the ground, AmOld (x02210@1)Judge Lynch dropped the hammer down. E (022100@1) AmIt's (x02210@1)dust to dust, to Angel Lust, E (022100@1) AmFor (x02210@1)St. Angeline. And you're mine. ETwo (022100@1)Easters left in my Christmas plow. AmI (x02210@1)wouldn't take a dollar for my journey now. EThey (022100@1)put the "laughter" in slaughter, the "lie" in believe Am'Cause (x02210@1)my carbon footprint sinks six feet deep. E (022100@1) AmIt's (x02210@1)dust to dust, to Angel Lust, E (022100@1) AmFor (x02210@1)St. Angeline. And you're mine. Piano solo: "no help here yet" EThe (022100@1)LORD may condemn me but my baby forgives. AmShe'll (x02210@1)meet me inside the final tent I pitch. EWhite (022100@1)water lillies in my funeral spray, AmShowered (x02210@1)on my baby like a fine bouquet. E (022100@1) AmIt's (x02210@1)dust to dust, to Angel Lust, E (022100@1) AmFor (x02210@1)St. Angeline. And you're mine. ESo (022100@1)cast your useless sabres aside. AmMake (x02210@1)the Devil eat his hat and set your head on fire. EIt (022100@1)all shakes out the same way in the end. AmThe (x02210@1)meat slides out in the shape of the can. E (022100@1) AmIt's (x02210@1)dust to dust, to Angel Lust, E (022100@1) AmFor (x02210@1)St. Angeline. And you're mine.