Alabama 3

Speed of the Sound of Loneliness

Everybody gotta run sometime now

I come home late, come home early
Come home big when I'm feelin' small
Come home straight, 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 with 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
'Cause 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
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 just to be on the run

Sweet goddamn pretty motherfucking Country-Acid-House music all night long. Hank Williams on the jukebox, Jack Daniels in your hand. You ain't never going home. 'Cause 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. But who'd give a fuck when lights are low? The ladies are real, real hard. And the whiskey flows like the crystal streams they say flow in heaven. And a choir sings as you sink deeper down, deep, deep, deeper down into the comfort of your own narcolepsy.