In the shadow of the mountain
Outside the city
Four miles down Jindy way
There's a Stillman brewin' at the Spring Creek Valley
You can go and see him but you gotta pay
At quittin' time about four thirty
The folks they all slip out of town
The Stillman's gettin' em' good and dirty
Filling them up and they drinking it down
So ring up your woman and head out the back door
There's a Stillman brewing on the second floor
Ain't got long before the cops come and been
Everybody knows he ain't keeping it clean
Gonna get rich quick with backpack labour
They work for fifteen cents a day
If you ask he'll say their his long lost neighbour
But he doesn't even know their name
So, he's sweatin' bullets like a one trick pony
A sittin' duck on a pond
Above the water smooth and pretty
Below the legs they kicking along
So ring up your woman and head out the back door
There's a Stillman brewing on the second floor
Ain't got long before the cops come and been
Everybody knows he ain't keeping it clean
Now up the stairs the cops come creepin'
The Stillman's rent has long been due
Ain't nothing left but the beer tab leakin'
The Stillman's long, long shot through
So ring up your woman and head out the back door
There's a Stillman brewing on the second floor
Ain't got long before the cops come and been
Everybody knows he ain't keeping it clean
Everybody knows he ain't keeping it clean