Say Something

Needle in my hand
Got a forearm rubber band
Got a golden liquid in a tube
I'm gonna do a vessel jam

Got lots of money
Got lots and lots and lots of time
I think, i think i might be
I think, i think i am
I think, i think i might be
I think, i think i am

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It's like liquid sunshine, fire and rain marmalade skies, far away eyes
Glazed in a haze of cocaine
Angel's on the corner, he's got ten vials in his hands he sells each one for ten dollars,
Like some medicine man seems to know a lot for a kid just sixteen years old he's a four year veteran of the penal code
He's got trademark shoes, three tattoos
A brass chord necklace and a smoke-stack too he's got...

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There's a black wind spinning the cities weathervanes and the eye of the storm is a crystal of cocaine
Can't you hear the wind?
Can't you see the driving rain
Take a break from the storm in the eye of the hurricane...

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Eyes in the mirror, not too sure if they're my own
Black-white eyes in the mirror on a face of cold stone
Black-white eyes, riddles and lies
They tell me, tell me, tell me you've got nothing to hide but...

Weather advisory, one for the diaries
Windy and cold so stay off the road
It's bitter outside your windows
Stack your blankets, light your candles

There isn't a phone booth, and ain't it the cold truth
It's a lonely old highway, just me and the plows
Making the most of their payday
Laying salt in the wounds of the roadways

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For your bed i'll beat the cold,
With a blizzard in my headlights, or an avalanche in the road
Snow blinds every road sign,

So i'm counting the miles as i'm going
There's a shroud of black ice forming
The radio sends out ample warning...
Up on the next hill, a trailer truck load spilled it spun in a jacknife, and now it's a still life
Framed by the flares and the cruisers, orange coats and one sore loser...

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In hindsight, it's been a long night
And where i was was not so cold
Another sound bite off the dash lights
It's more than a foot or so they're told
Two hundred miles to chicago, my eyes froze to the road
Mesmerized as the windshield collides with the snow...

Weather advisory, one for the diaries
Windy and cold so stay off the road

Carrie's a cold one, colder than the winter sun
I should warn you, you better dress for it
And i'm not the only one that thinks so
Beauty is skin deep, and yes, she is thick-skinned
But what's that for virtue?

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You want her to say some, say something, say anything,
Or say nothing at all...
Say some, say something, say anything,
Or say nothing at all...

She's browsing for postcards, staring back at the covergirls on the magazines
Even the clerk is checking her out
She's unaware that she owns the scene
Though everyone goes out of their way for her
And all her life reads like some fairy tale
But her world is so frail
What did i tell you, she never looks out her window to see the setting sun
You tell her the skies are blue, she'll say the storms will come
Because every day is rain, every day is rain...

The time, 11:33 on a saturday, november, 1923
I'm synchronized, it's wise to keep my wits about me
My name is roy, a one-time choir boy

Now i'm sixteen, man, and i'm nobody's toy
I'm gonna take to the wind and get this town behind me

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I'm jumpin' a train leavin' town
Howling whistle sounds
And i'm not looking back -- gonna tie my fate to a train track
Got a whiskey bottle tied in a corn sack
Hold on world, i'm coming, i'm hitching a ride on a north-bound train

Am i alive? won't somebody tell me
The mississippi waves, what's it trying to sell me?
Mud in the banks, but no one gets thanks
When it's tracked in through the doorway

I am home grown, sewn into these britches
But i'm not spending my life digging up ditches
Like my daddy did, and his daddy did, and his daddy before

And it ain't shining, it ain't shining, shine, shine, shine...

There's cracks in the walls in the town of jericho, sirens blaring out a lifetime never told rembrandt at the wall his palate's small, his hopes are tall he writes his name, his claim to fame

On red bricks bright white
Hey pretty thing, voices out a window sing a puerto rican peggy sue of seventeen in yellow shoes
All are out tonight you might say they're looking for some action a dog strays, music plays, kids stay in the streets all day
They see the man in the black coat as a form of satisfaction

I'm only seventeen, but i want much more than a small town girl should bargain for
More than standing in one place, waiting for the next james dean i live in a town that's
Gripped in the bible belt man, i bared my back and i took the welts i only pray to get out of here

Maybe someday i'll find out if the world is green

(chorus) there is nothing to do in this town at night but sit in my car and watch the streetlights
Or stare out the window at the pizza joint what's the point? i wish i could buy my ford a sail

Hey, hey, look at the wind blow

Now the life of the local beauty queen is tied to the captain of the baseball team
They got a baby on the way at least that's what the kids are saying and the wedding i'm told, well it must take place
To save both families from disgrace but the whole town knows you see, it ain't like she's not showing...

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Tommy bates sits in his car and he waits for his girl down at lucky's diner
They're at the end of the loop and he's drinking soup while she puts on more eyeliner
I passed them once, and i'll pass them twice, and i'll pass them back again they bought an old range rover from the next town over
And their headlights are my friends, yeah, those headlights are my friends...