Letras: Alabama 3. Speed Of The Sound Of Lonliness.

everybody gotta run sometime, now

I come home late, I come home early
come home big when I'm feelin small
come home straight or 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 lasts 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
I'm out there runnin' just to be on the run

it's a'mighty mean and a dreadful sorrow
crossed that evil line today
I can't think about tomorrow
you see, I ain't got one 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
I'm 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

sweet goddamn pretty motha'fuckin' country acid house music all night long
Hank Williams on the jukebox Jack Daniels in your hand you ain't never goin' home

'cause D. Wayne Love he owns your soul and the barber owns your coat
your lady owns your key and the only goddamn thing you own is a guilty concience

don't give a fuck if the lights are low
and the ladies are leading you on

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