[Intro]
Well, my trailer looks like a liquor store
Or maybe one that just got robbed
And well, I got every bottle you can think of, honey
From Crown to Enchanted Rock
And I ain't Keith Whitley and I ain't George Jones
But I damn sure could be the next
And my girlfriend of two months left me last night
I can't remember what I said
Well, goddamn

[Verse 1]
They say people are creatures of habit
I got more habits than I need
And I dip, drink, and smoke, and I dabble in the coke
And I took up smoking weed
And I don't care if I get cancеr, some disease and diе today
Because that's just about my only ticket out of Boomtown, USA

[Chorus]
Oh yeah, and out here it gets lonesome, and then out here it ain't no fun
Living in the desert, and this unpredicted weather
And this forecast is probably more sun
And I may get loaded, or go to bed
But I'll still be tired the next day
'Cause there ain't no rest for the wicked out here in Boomtown, USA
Oh yeah
[Verse 2]
Well, I think that I might go crazy
Yeah, I think I might go insane
Oh, but I'm keeping it together, and I tell myself
"I'm never working in this place again"
Then I see the zeros that the paystub shows
And I'm back to work the next day
'Cause they pay me too good for the suffering I do out in Boomtown, USA

[Chorus]
Oh yeah, and out here it gets lonesome, and then out here it ain't no fun
Living in the desert, and this unpredicted weather
And the forecast is probably more sun
And I may get fucked up, or go to bed
But I'll still be tired the next day
'Cause there ain't no rest for the wicked out here in Boomtown, USA
No, there ain't no rest for the wicked out here in Boomtown, USA