[ Featuring the Nightmares ]
Blacktop burning holes in my shoe soles
Picking up cans beside the road
Feeling them little red chiggers dig in
There's an old man standing out by his mailbox
Watching my freaky looks and making sure I don't stop
Next to his house or his kin
Keep on walking and look straight ahead
Foolish pilots usually wind up dead... yes indeed
Seems you've strayed a little off course too
Junk food diets and long-eyed awake night
And where in the hell is that cable guide
I don't need no culture just some company
There's a preacher man with a radio voice
Soliciting funds so he can rejoice
Please send my talking bible COD
Keep on watching and don't look away
In a heathen's heart the devil likes to play... oh my God
Just need a little redemption help me out
It's the warmth of your touch that I can't get enough
And I'm waiting on you girl to call my bluff
Or at least see things my way
And a note on my bed written in lipstick red
And I don't have to read it 'cause I know what it says
Two and two is four and four and four is eight
Keep on hoping and don't look away
Look straight into the heart of that big brass ring
Keep on hoping and don't look away
Look straight into the heart of that big brass ring
