Karaoké Speed of the Sound of Loneliness Alabama 3

Everybody gotta run sometime now

I come home late

I come home early

I come home big when I'm feelin' small

I come home straight

I come home fucked-up

Sometimes I don't come home at all

What in the world has come over me

What in heaven's name have I done

I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness

I'm out there runnin' just to be on the run

You've got a heart that burns and a fever

You've got a worried and a jealous mind

So how can a love that'll last forever leave me so damn far behind

Tell me now

What in the world has come over me

What in heaven's name have I done

I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness

Out there runnin' just to be on the run

Wooh

This mighty mean and dreadful sorrow crossed that evil line today

I can't think about tomorrow

Listen

I ain't got a word to say

So tell me now

What in the world has come over me

What in heaven's name have I done

I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness

Out there runnin' just to be on the run

Just to be on the run

Just to be on the run

Lord above I'm out there runnin' just to be on the run

Oh

Sweet goddamn pretty motherfuckin' country acid house music all night long

Hank Williams on the jukebox

Jack Daniels in your hand

You ain't never goin' home

'Cos D. Wayne Love he owns your soul and the barman owns your coat

Your lady owns your key and the only goddamn thing you own is a guilty conscience

Who give a fuck, lights are low and the ladies are real, real hot

And the whiskey flows like the crystal streams they say flow in heaven

And the choir sings as you sink deeper down

Deep, deep, deeper down

Into the comfort of your own narcolepsy

Narcolepsy

Narcolepsy

Narcolepsy

Narcolepsy

Narcolepsy

Narcolepsy

Narcolepsy