Jackin' around that old jazz town
Was like draggin' a dried up lake
I turned every stone I could turn

And I took about all I could take
Dead soldiers lined up on the bar
Laying down in the morning sun

Thank god I've been leaving that place
Since the day I was born
You should have listened

You don't know what
You're missing now
Sometimes


Small circles a head full of smoke
I drove the loop in my '65

Thrift store shoes
The grand emporium blues
Man I'm lucky to be alive

I put my foot right through the floor
And headed south in the pouring rain
Do you remember that girl

I don't remember her name
She should have kissed me though
I know she's missing me now

Sometimes

Streamline powerglide

A box of peaches
On the passenger side
Free at last

I said great god almighty
All skate it's a blind date
A book of matches

And a big boilerplate
Free at last
I say great god almighty


I'm following a star
Over the rainbow now