In a black and far off corner of my mind   There's a box of something I can't quite define   It houses circus freaks, temptation and bad trips   In an isolated corner of the box   There's a trap door covered up with dirt and rocks   It opens to the stairs that lead down to the crypt      Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last step   Do you know what you get?   Cigarette      On a dark and lonely road in my hometown   Stands a house that long ago should've been torn down   It reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and bad debt   On a weather beaten transom in the house   Walks a friend of mine that I call the old king mouse   He dances in the moonlight and sleeps out on the steps      Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last breath?   Do you know what you get?   Do you know where you're going when they've paid their last regrets?   Do you know what you get?   Cigarette      In a black and far off corner of my mind   There's a box of something I can't quite define   It houses circus freaks, temptation and the Fayette County Fair   And it reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and big hair      Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last breath?   Do you know what you get?   Do you know where you're going when the devil starts to sweat?   Do you know what you get?   A cigarette