One, two, here we go....
I know the sun is in your eyes
And hurricanes and rain,
And black and cloudy skies.
And running up and down that hill
You turn it on and off at will
There's nothing here to thrill,
Or bring you down.
And if you've got no other choice,
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.
Oh Lady Luck has lead you here.
And they're so twisted up,
They'll twist you up, I fear.
The pious, hateful and devout
You're turing tricks 'til you're turned out
The wind so cold it burns,
You're burning out, blowing round.
And if you've got no other choice,
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.
Aah, aah...
Aah, aah...
The fates are vicious and they're cruel.
You learn too late,
You used two wishes like a fool.
And then you're someone you are not,
And Junction City ain't the spot,
Remember Mrs. Lot and when she turned around.
And if you've got no other choice,
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.