Wake up dead, you die I sneak in my own house It's four in the morning I had too much to drink Said I was out with the boys I creep in my bedroom I slip into bed, I know if I wake her, I'll wake up dead

I read the news today, oh boy I'd love to turn you on About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well I just had to laugh I saw the photograph He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the lights had changed A crowd

He was a poor boy, raised in a small family He kinda had a craving for somethin` no one else could see They say that he was crazy, The kind that no lady should meet He ran out to the city and wandered around in the street He wants to dance, oh yeah, He

Heaven light a way for a fallen Let me ease the pain from my mother But he feels the deception in his head Down by the lake of Mississippi A boy was born poor and abandoned And as he walk you could hear him yearning For a home and he prays And by the

No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world Synapse's slipping

You can't cover it up It's so fitting, so fitting of the way you are Can't cover it up Someone old So douse yourself in cheap perfume Feeling borrowed Always blue Douse yourself in cheap perfume

If I knew one day you would come Now, baby, now, baby, now, baby All the things that I have done Oh, oh I, I was a city boy Riding to danger's where I'd always run above and is hurt I wouldn't have done All the things that I've done Oh, oh, oh, I, I know

Toy-like people make me boy-like I sink myself in hair upon my lover I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my error You click a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways through the club

Smokin' in the boys' room 'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules I tell you, I was smokin' in the boys' room Whoo, did you ever seem to have one of those days When everyone's on your

Mississippi Queen She taught me everything You know she was a dancer She moved better on wine While the rest of them dudes were gettin' their kicks Boy, I beg your pardon, I was gettin' mine You know what I mean Went down around Vicksburg Around