Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere

Everybody seems to wonder what it’s like down here. [But] I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around – everybody knows this is nowhere.

The Last Trip To Tulsa

Well, I used to drive a cab, you know; [then] I heard a siren scream: pulled over to the corner, and I fell into a dream. There were two men eating pennies, and three young girls who cried, “The West coast is falling – I see rocks in the sky!”

Ambulance Blues

I never knew a man could tell so many lies. He had a different story for every set of eyes! How can he remember who he’s talkin’ to? ‘Cause I know it ain’t me, and I hope it isn’t you.

T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes; ain’t got no T-Bone.

Are You Ready For The Country?

I was talkin’ to the preacher, said God was on my side; then I ran into the hangman, he said it’s time to die.
You gotta tell your story, boy, you know the reason why!

Are You Ready For The Country?

Slipping and sliding, and playing domino*.
Lefting and then Righting, it’s not a crime you know.
You gotta tell your story, boy, before it’s time to go!

* “domino” often refers to a country expected to react politically to events as predicted by the domino theory. [source] This would be in fine correlation with the “Lefting and then Righting” – the human tendency to sway quite easily between moderate, or extreme, political ideologies.

Welfare Mothers

Hard to believe that love is free, now – out on the street with the whole family, now.

Hey Hey, My My (Into The Black)

You pay for this, but they give you that.

See also: My My, Hey Hey (Out of the Blue)

Alabama

Banjos playing through the broken glass windows down in Alabama.
See the old folks tied in white ropes; hear the banjo.

Alabama

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
That’s breaking your back.

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I’m from a new land, [and] I come to you and see all this ruin.
What are you doing, Alabama? You got the rest of the union to help you along.
What’s going wrong?