I been dogged and I been driven ever since I left my mother's home My poor father died and left me, my poor mother done the best that she could I'm a drunken-hearted man, my life seems so misery I'm a poor drunken-hearted man, my life seems so misery And

Somebody asked me, why I live the blues I said the blues is all around me, I just find something I can use And I feel it running through me, but I give it my heart and soul I practice while I'm singing, let the feeling take control I'm just trying to

Leap of fate, leap of fate Only thing to do Is jump over the moon Is jump over the moon" Last night I had a dream I found myself in a desert Called Cyberland My canteen had sprung a leak

The words you say with your last breath and the emptiness in space I can't tell you what to do This crossroad is your own But I know what we'll become We'll be outlaws on the run Do you think about the end? Do you think about the end? (That slow last

Whose bed have your boots been under? And whose heart did you steal I wonder? This time did it feel like thunder, baby? And who did you run to? And whose lips have you been kissin'? And whose ear did you make a wish in'? Is she the one that you've been

The fire burns from better days And she screams why oh why I said I don't know The catastrophic hymns from yesterday Virginia was a "lot lizard" from F.L.A. She had a compound fracture in the "trunk" It started when she ran away Thumbs out on the

Baby let's get high, John Wayne Every john is just the same I'm sick of their city games I crave a real wild man I'm strung out on John Wayne It's like, I just love a cowboy you know I'm just like, I just, I know, it's bad But I'm just like Can I just

Here we go around, 'round, 'round She givin' me the run around, 'round, 'round, 'round Oh, what a fool believes Run, run, run around, 'round, 'round, 'round, yeah Run, run, run around, 'round, 'round, 'round That's right

I think it's time that I should leave I think it's time for me to leave (I'll run away) I'll run away I'll never ask permission from you Fuck off I'm not listening to you I'm not coming home I'm never going to come back home Shut the fuck up she said I'm

Ain't giving up on you Oh, oh, oh, ain't giving up on you Ain't giving up on you, ain't giving up on you And when the world is not enough Feeling empty, feeling used It's like we're running off fumes A little broken, confused But one thing I know for sure