Ribbons are went flying out the window. window
As we drove down the interstate. interstate
Sex was something so brand new, new
It was hard as hell to wait. wait

She made faces at the goddamn Rednecks. rednecks
She saidAnd said, "Look at you boy, you must worship Satan." Satan"
Just because I had the same long hair as
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Jesus in all their paintings. paintings

Every church just made me scared of
Of words like
Serve servant and faith and congregation. congregation
In a world with so many answers left, left
Why do I need so many explanations? explanations
To get closer to the truth and further from the sky. sky?

Check, check
And the static singes the speakers like
ALike a thousand Hymns hymns of inspiration. inspiration
And theThe road just winds through the canyon like,
ALike a big black snake heading headed for salvation and
I´mAnd I'm getting closer to the truth
And and further from the sky. sky
RoadsideA roadside venue with that paper their menu's wall-papered and menus
In a town that forgot it´s its own name. name
We were hungry for anything that had a pulse
As we freed ourselves from the rain. rain
There´sThere's a disgruntled metalhead metal head playing guitar
For a pop-singer pop singer up on the screen. screen
With his guitar held high and his head held low, low
He just wants a chance to be seen. seen

And the static singes the speakers like
ALike a thousand Hymns hymns of inspiration. inspiration
And theThe road just winds through the canyon like,
ALike a big black snake heading headed for salvation and
I´mAnd I'm getting closer to the truth
And and further from the sky. sky

Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....

Well Well, he tells me at the bar that he's on his last leg
That he used to have it all in his hands. hands
AndThat the girls don´t don't think much of him these days. days
Which isIt's just hard for him to understand. understand
Cause'Cause he's a little bit older and a little bit thin, thin
But he's still got his heart in a sling. sling
And we paid for the drinks,
And drinks and the bartender drinks. drinks
And it couldn´t couldn't be more late,
YEA WE'RE ALL SO LATE. yeah we're all so late
Cause'Cause the static singes the speakers like
ALike a thousand Hymns hymns of inspiration. inspiration
And theThe road just winds through the canyon like,
ALike a big black snake heading headed for salvation and
I´mAnd I'm getting closer to the truth
And and further from the sky.

Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....
Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....
Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....
Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....
Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa.... sky