Talk about Four Horseman
I know where they hang out
Drinkin' beer, shootin' pool
Way down in the South
Dressed as big fat ladies
Ride in on power chairs in

APOCALYPSE ALABAMA

Do not approach them
Or look them in the eye
If you do it
Your end draweth nigh
Hide behind your pickup
Don't let them hear you cry in

APOCALYPSE ALABAMA

FREEZE
STAY WHERE YOU ARE

Apocalypse Alabama

HALT
PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE CAR

Better read your Bible
Skip toward the end
Better vote Republican
And make some better friends
Better pray that Jesus
Accepts you in the end in

APOCALYPSE ALABAMA

Got a sinking feeling
Your stomach starts to drop
Do not call your Congressman
And do not call the cops
An electric buzzing
A rumbling in the air
They're hunting for your soul
With curlers in their hair

STOP
HANDS IN THE AIR
COME OUT
WE SEE YOU IN THERE

Apocalypse Alabama

Not just another town
In Main Street, America
Start to recognize
Occult esoterica

Got to get out of here
Or be lost in the End Times
Start to despair you won't
Make to the other side
Escape to the Other Side

Duck behind a trailer
Deluxe double-wide
Can't shake the feeling
You fight against the tide
Horsemen gonna find you
There is no place to hide in

Apocalypse Alabama

Now you're drinkin' whiskey
With your new heavy gals
Power chairs buzz in
An eternal corral / chorale
Love your fleshy masters
Swill your cheap mezcal in

APOCALYPSE ALABAMA

YOU
CAN'T RUN ANYWHERE

I'LL SEE YOU THERE

Can't recall now
That one Bible verse
The one from Revelation
On the end of the Universe

No longer matters
You are happy here
Rack up the pool balls
Pour another beer

Cops are now your friends
Horsemen are your friends
Satan is your friend
In the town that has no end

Faces have no eyes
There's no end in sight
Your body and your mind
Won't make it to the Other Side

A
POC
ALYPSE
ALABAMA