Me and Billy, seventeen
Sitting in class, feeling bored and mean
In came the teacher, said we had a guest
She introduced the sheriff, and put off the test
He talked about pot, how folks grew their own
Statistics were given, slides were shown
Pills, powders, LSD
I found out what all that would do to me
Around here things stay pretty slow
Hound dogs sleep in the middle of the road
Gotta shuck the oyster to find the pearl
And I heard about a fire at the end of the world
Didn't know what we were doing, but we were gonna get it done
Headed down Louisiana highway 1
Life's a magazine the pages start to curl
Down there by the fire at the end of the world
Drove straight south til the road met the water
Split a half a gram, & a hit of good blotter
Every bit of evidence was gone
Sitting on the hood feeling it coming on
There it was, a gold flame in the black velvet sky
Over the refinery so wild and high
That's when a parish deputy appeared
Asked what we were doing down there
He stared at Billy, he stared at me
I mumbled something about what we came to see
I give the devil neither the credit or the blame
I was just down there looking for that flame
Sometimes you just want things to tilt and shine
Change it up a little bit inside your mind.
You gotta shuck the oyster to find the pearl
I heard about a fire at the end of the world