Missing Lyrics

Last train to Nashville Girl, you got on board Packed up your medicines, left without a word Now you're strung out in Suburbia, waiting for that call You just chill out by yourself behind your front door You lost the coat again, where you are ain't clear It's a misty morning memory, rolled up to your hair The special K keeps the chills away with your needle and your spoon Staring at the wall, ...

Forty days you've been tired and tempted, Forty nights you've been out in the cold, Every phoneline conversation's been intercepted, And you can't reconnect 'cos the frequency is closed. So many miles you've been out of direction, So many signs but you ain't got nowhere to go. Your cadillac's got it's lights disconnected, Rolling your wheels down the wrong side of the road. Can you see them no...

You woke up this morning Got yourself a gun, Your mama always said you'd be The Chosen One. She said: You're one in a million You've got to burn to shine, But you were born under a bad sign, With a blue moon in your eyes. When you woke up this morning All that love had gone, Your Papa never told you About right and wrong. But you're, but you're looking good, baby, I believe that you're feeling...