Kristy finally sold a painting So we decided to drive to the outsider blues fest in Toronto We packed a coupla bags and left bright and early Once we got outta town I put on some Mississippi Fred McDowell Kristy said "Don't you think we'll be hearing enough blues this weekend?" So I played Sticky Fingers and I sang along to each word of each song Kristy drove with two fingers on the steering wheel, drummin' I skipped "you gotta move" - Kristy asked why, I said "I thought you said "I thought you said no blues!" The pills we had taken were kickin' in I've never seen my own heart - we never see our own hearts, that's the truly weird part! Can't a**es any damage or survey the scars But I see through the trees some place I've never known and I won't live to see There's simply too many other places to get to But one day I'll quit thinking so much, I'll quit moving around and plan a flag in this ground That's a difference, you know, you can really feel I guess you can't own it - like sometimes you get lucky with a straight flush with no wilds The you gotta say - "Alright fellas, come on now, lets all put away the guns" But after the darkness there's a light After the darkness there's light Outsider blues And a parking lot shot through the pain pills and booze Kristy kept bumping me with her hip and smiling I might have felt like I was saved then But I know what I feels' just one version of real If there's one thing that can not be taught It's belief Outsider blues with little to lose Outsider blues with little to lose