The light for the world will save us tonight, Redemption still so far away, Marching on inside of our loneliness, Still searching for all that remains It's just one wasted man, in one wasted land, Outside the world in a fallen land, turn away from my

Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar Brother I'm hell on wheels Got the booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw Duct tape on that license

'Cause your love is better Than any love I know. It's like thunder and lightning, The way you love me is frightening. You better knock, knock on wood, baby. I don't want to lose you, this good thing That I got 'cause if I do I will surely, Surely lose a

Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nigh Hurry to my Blue Heaven Turn to the right, there's a little white light Will lead you to my Blue Heaven You'll see a smilin' face, a fireplace, a cozy room Little nest that nestles where the roses bloom Molly and me,

Karen, take me to the nearest famous city middle where they hang the lights Where it's random and it's common versus common, la la la I'm really worked up I have weird memories of you I have weird memories of you wearing long red socks and red shoes I

In the black of the night till the red morning light And I said nah nah hey hey Another dirty bird ain't giving out a taste And I said nah nah hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away That's not right Hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away You

All I know is The darkness makes it hard to see the light But the time is always right to do what's right If you only knew You're not the only one Please give me a redemption song I need one real bad No one seems to write them now That John and Bob are

I'll be there Climbing up the walls It's always best when the light is off Open up your skull I am the key to the lock in your house That keeps your toys in the basement And if you get too far inside You'll only see my reflection I am the pick in the ice

You ought to see her when she's on You ought to see her when she's on that leather couch She turns every head coming down the sidewalk In that red sundress that she just bought Causing a traffic jam on a green light A string of pearls showing off her

I'm beginning to see the light I never cared much for moonlit skies I never wink back at fireflies But now that the stars are in your eyes I never went in for afterglow Or candlelight on the mistletoe But now when you turn the lamp down low Used to