This is becoming addictive:
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
The thumb goes up, the car goes by
Won't somebody stop and help a guy...hitchin' a ride
I can see you, brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and sunglasses on, baby
I walked the avenue 'til my legs felt like stone...I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone
At night I could hear the blood in my veins...as black and whispering as the rain
Standin' on your mama's porch...you told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand...I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Red lights are flashin' around me...get up, it looks like they found me
Indiana wants me...Lord I can't go back there
Cue police bullhorn: This is the police...give yourself up...you are surrounded
There's so many sinking now
You gotta keep thinking
You can make it through these waves
Acid, booze, and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs...lots of laughs