He’s in the jailhouse now
He’s in the jailhouse now
Well I told him once or twice
To stop playin’ cards and a-shootin’ dice
He’s in the jailhouse now
Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in this town
See me and the boys we don’t like it
So we’re getting up and going down
Hiding low, looking right to left
If you see us coming I think it’s best
To move away, do you hear what I say
From under my breath
Let down before the final curtain
The shallow heart that left her cold
She left in rouge upon the mirror
A circled kiss, oh, to the faithful fans who miss her
And you can cage the songbird
But you can’t make her sing
And you can trap the free bird
But you’ll have to clip her wings
Cause she’ll soar like a hawk when she flies
But she’ll dive like an eagle when she dies
Country DJs know that I’m an outlaw.
They’d never come to see me in this dive,
Where bikers stare at cowboys
Who are laughin’ at the hippies
Who are prayin’ they’ll get out of here alive.
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee,
Greenest state in the land of the free.
Raised in the woods so’s he knew every tree.
Kill’t him a b’ar when he was only three.
Now this drifter’s world goes 'round and 'round
And I doubt that it’s ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I’ve lost or found
And all that I ain’t got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to
And she said, “Hey ramblin’ boy now won’t cha settle down?”
“Boston ain’t your kinda town”
“There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me”
“I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee”
Oh yeah and I think I’ll go to Boston,
I think that I was tired
I think I need a new town to leave this all behind…
Wheels turning around
Into alien grounds
Pass through different times
Leave them all Behind
Leave them all Behind
Leave them all Behind
Trust to see
We’ve got so far to go
Until we get there
Just let it flow
Just let it flow
Just let it flow
Let it go, let it go
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I’m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go
Oh, the Merry-Go-Round broke down
And we went round and round
Each time t’would miss, we’d steal a kiss
And the Merry-Go-Round went
"Um-pah-pah, um-pah-pah
Um-pah! Um-pah! Um-pah-pah-pah!’
When I woke up, the rain was pouring down,
There were people standing all around.
Something warm flowing through my eyes,
But somehow I found my baby that night.
I lifted her head, she looked at me and said,
“Hold me darling just a little while.”
I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss,
I found the love that I knew I had missed.
Well now she’s gone even though I held her tight,
I lost my love and my life that night.
She’s gone, oh I, oh I’d
Better learn how to face it
She’s gone, oh I, oh I’d
Pay the devil to replace her
She’s gone, what went wrong
The forecast ain’t so good, I’m all messed up no place to go
It’s cold, like a frozen teardrop
There’s a chill in the air, and there’s ice in my vein and it won’t stop
It’s cold, like an endless winter
The moon’s on the run and even the sun is cold
I gotta see my girl, I gotta see her eyes
The barometer is falling, only she can make it rise
There’s nothing on the trees, there’s nothing for me here
I gotta find salvation and some thermal underwear
It’s cold and it’s getting colder
They’re evacuating Satan who’s waiting for hell to freeze over
Hear how the wind begins to whisper.
See how the leaves go streaming by.
Smell how the velvet rain is falling,
Out where the fields are warm and dry.
Now is the time to run inside and stay.
Now is the time to find a hideaway
Where we can stay.
Soon it’s gonna rain.
I can see it.
Soon it’s gonna rain.
I can tell.
Soon it’s gonna rain.
What are we gonna do?
There’s a chill in the air, there’s a sparkle in the eye
I can hear the TV talking, but I know it’s telling lies
I remember when such things were so much harder to deny
But we believe what we please these days but those were different times
Those days are gone, gone forever, gone for good
There’s some people on the radio discussing the state of the land
The signals are much weaker now and very hard to understand
I can remember listening to the talk
But it doesn’t make much sense so I don’t listen anymore
The impulse is pure
Sometimes our circuits get shorted
By external interference
Signals get crossed
And the balance distorted
By internal incoherence
Carmen Miranda’s ghost is haunting Space Station Three.
Half the staff has seen her, plus the Portmaster and me.
And if you think we’ve had too much of Cookie’s homemade rum,
Just tell me where those basket-hats of fruit keep coming from.
Drink in a bar down in Leap Motel
I get involved with the prisoner
She’s got a spell like a seraphim
I figure she is a messenger
She’s at the heart of the festival
She’s got the hands of a picador
She asks the spirits for a romance
She gets a ghost for a paramour
And the wedding’s held in the darkness
'Cause in the darkness the guests are all blind
Great lumps are melting wrapped up in satin
And I know you’re falling behind
Now it’s back to the barrooms – right back to drinking again.
Maybe someday you’ll love me enough to stay with me
And whisky won’t be my best friend.
Now it’s back to the barrooms again.