confuse your muse in a full bar crack the code of my lone star channel set local news i m out of options it s what i choose i am a salt mine it s what i choose that s what i choose woke up again with my clothes on but haven t yet left the stove on i lost my leg to a brown recluse i was a gold mine turned to a salt mine it s what i choose i am a salt mine it s what i choose there s nothing here it feels like blues there s nothing here that i don t choose and i m up for auction if i choose if i don t play then i can t lose i ll never lose i fell in bed with lot s wife i was a gold mine turned to a salt mine that s what i choose i am a salt mine i ll never lose i am a salt mine that s what i choose