text: Im on a black elevator goin down
  Little Joe from Kokomo, it rattles to the ground
  The dice is laughin at the man that he throwed
  Im rollin over to the lowside of the road
  The moon is red and youre dancin real slow
  Twenty-nine miles left to go
  The chain monkeys help you with your load
  Youre rollin over to the lowside of the road
  Jezebel is naked with an axe
  The prosecution tells you to relax
  Your head feels like its ready to explode
  Youre rollin over, youre rollin over
  Well, the clapper has been ripped out of the bell
  The flapper has been kicked right out of hell
  When the horse whips the man that he rode
  Youre rollin over to the lowside of the road
  The dog wont bite, if you beat him with a bone
  Shes so shy when shes talkin on the phone
  The ground rises up and starts to groan
  Youre rollin over to the lowside of the road
  To the lowside of the road
  To the lowside of the road