[Verse 1]
Down by the corner, half back hotel
I spoke with murder, I spoke with hell
I pulled the peach pit, I stirred the way
How do you do it the modern way?

[Chorus]
Halfway down the stairs is where I tend to sit
I coast the north and south chewing at the bit
I'm nursing on the bill and scraping at the hide
Everybody knows that I lied

[Verse 2]
She had no pain, she saw the queen
Zipped up his pants, what does it mean?
Trouble at home, trouble abroad
A stuffy room with no crowd at all

[Chorus]
Halfway down the stairs is where I tend to sit
I coast the north and south chewing at the bit
I'm nursing on the bill and scraping at the hide
Everybody knows that I lied

[Solo]