Incandescent Devil

I got dressed for church on Sunday
I went down to the river instead
Wrote a letter to my preacher
Left it on the shore and jumped on in
Oh my incandescent devil
Last chance gas station
Smell of perfume fading
Another night’s gone by
Well the fish swim by like there’s tomorrow
Or a great big lake in the middle of the mountain
And a salty sea that’s never ending
And a river and a stream to get between them
Well they teach us to read so we heed the advertisements
And this country will grow by dollars, dimes and quarters
While a bucket of blood is filling up my gas tank
And I fly my flag I’m running the colors