There was a time when I didn't talk I'd look away or I'd shrug it off Tune it out or turn it off Or say something short and soft Out of school I took a j-o-b Makin' bu*tons in a factory Thinkin' what has life got in for me And I didn't wanna know In a city full of double deals My boss would yawn and roll back on his heels As if anyone could cop a feel Of lady luck I was made with my brother Bill Drinking Moskie Moons on top of Laurel Hill Funny now I'd cheek a poison pill To sober up And no two-bit claim that I'm all right Is gonna turn it around and make it right So I'm reaching in my pocket for a light And I'm standing on the corner on a Saturday night I've seen pigeons flap their filthy wings To a freezing sunset in the west Rain sh** down from their haunted perch Above the bells of St. Someone's church The Sexton drinks and dreams in bed One eye in a line of light Startled by a ghost he screams His dead wife's name into the night Which echoes down a cobbled hall Bounces off a gray stone floor Fired down a line of stairs Where it's silenced by a door Beyond which I am leaning, leaning, Watching cars and dreaming As steam rose round my body Like my soul up to the stars I guess the devil's had his way with the town Now that Willie is in the ground And I guess the devil made me this When he gave me knowin' I can't resist I got the bill today Wrote back, I moved away They called me up to say They know that I'm still here On the fifth day of the fifth month At five o'clock in the dawn I rolled myself in a t-o-p And jumped out on Highway One With a 400 engine hot as a cremation coffin And a tailgate bangin like an airplane wing I was rollin down the highway, doin it my way Whistlin' someday and singin this song