[00:07:07] When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb [00:07:07] When you think you're too old too young too smart or too dumb [00:07:07] When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace [00:07:07] In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race [00:07:07] No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up [00:07:07] If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup [00:07:07] If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on [00:07:07] And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone [00:07:07] And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it [00:07:07] And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it [00:07:07] And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long [00:07:07] And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong [00:07:07] And lonesome comes up as down goes the day [00:07:07] And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away [00:07:07] And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin' [00:07:07] And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin' [00:07:07] And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys [00:07:07] Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys [00:07:07] And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin' [00:07:07] And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin' [00:07:07] And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin' [00:07:07] And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin' [00:07:07] And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm [00:07:07] And to yourself you sometimes say [00:07:07] 'I never knew it was gonna be this way [00:07:07] Why didn't they tell me the day I was born [00:07:07] And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat [00:07:07] And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet [00:07:07] And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air [00:07:07] And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare [00:07:07] And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying [00:07:07] And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin' [00:07:07] And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet [00:07:07] And you need it badly but it lays on the street [00:07:07] And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat [00:07:07] And you think yer ears might a been hurt [00:07:07] Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt [00:07:07] And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush [00:07:07] When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush [00:07:07] And all the time you were holdin' three queens [00:07:07] And it's makin you mad it's makin' you mean [00:07:07] Like in the middle of Life magazine [00:07:07] Bouncin' around a pinball machine [00:07:07] And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying [00:07:07] That somebody someplace oughta be hearin' [00:07:07] But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head [00:07:07] And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed [00:07:07] And no matter how you try you just can't say it [00:07:07] And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it [00:07:07] And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head [00:07:07] And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead [00:07:07] And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth [00:07:07] And his jaws start closin with you underneath [00:07:07] And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind [00:07:07] And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign [00:07:07] And you say to yourself just what am I doin' [00:07:07] On this road I'm walkin' on this trail I'm turnin' [00:07:07] On this curve I'm hanging [00:07:07] On this pathway I'm strolling in the space I'm taking [00:07:07] In this air I'm inhaling [00:07:07] Am I mixed up too much am I mixed up too hard [00:07:07] Why am I walking where am I running [00:07:07] What am I saying what am I knowing [00:07:07] On this guitar I'm playing on this banjo I'm frailin' [00:07:07] On this mandolin I'm strummin' in the song I'm singin' [00:07:07] In the tune I'm hummin' in the words I'm writin' [00:07:07] In the words that I'm thinkin' [00:07:07] In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin' [00:07:07] Who am I helping what am I breaking [00:07:07] What am I giving what am I taking [00:07:07] But you try with your whole soul best [00:07:07] Never to think these thoughts and never to let [00:07:07] Them kind of thoughts gain ground [00:07:07] Or make yer heart pound [00:07:07] But then again you know why they're around [00:07:07] Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down [00:07:07] 'Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping [00:07:07] And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping [00:07:07] And you jump from yer bed from yer last chapter of dreamin' [00:07:07] And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking [00:07:07] If that was you in the dream that was screaming [00:07:07] And you know that it's something special you're needin' [00:07:07] And you know that there's no d**g that'll do for the healin' [00:07:07] And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding [00:07:07] And you need something special [00:07:07] Yeah you need something special all right [00:07:07] You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track [00:07:07] To shoot you someplace and shoot you back [00:07:07] You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler [00:07:07] That's been banging and booming and blowing forever [00:07:07] That knows yer troubles a hundred times over [00:07:07] You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race [00:07:07] That won't laugh at yer looks [00:07:07] Your voice or your face [00:07:07] And by any number of bets in the book [00:07:07] Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze [00:07:07] You need something to open up a new door [00:07:07] To show you something you seen before [00:07:07] But overlooked a hundred times or more [00:07:07] You need something to open your eyes [00:07:07] You need something to make it known [00:07:07] That it's you and no one else that owns [00:07:07] That spot that yer standing that space that you're sitting [00:07:07] That the world ain't got you beat [00:07:07] That it ain't got you licked [00:07:07] It can't get you crazy no matter how many [00:07:07] Times you might get kicked [00:07:07] You need something special all right [00:07:07] You need something special to give you hope [00:07:07] But hope's just a word [00:07:07] That maybe you said or maybe you heard [00:07:07] On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve [00:07:07] But that's what you need man and you need it bad [00:07:07] And yer trouble is you know it too good [00:07:07] 'Cause you look an' you start getting the chills [00:07:07] 'Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill [00:07:07] And it ain't on Macy's window sill [00:07:07] And it ain't on no rich kid's road map [00:07:07] And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house [00:07:07] And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ [00:07:07] And it ain't on that dimlit stage [00:07:07] With that half-wit comedian on it [00:07:07] Ranting and raving and taking yer money [00:07:07] And you thinks it's funny [00:07:07] No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club [00:07:07] And it ain't in the seats of a supper club [00:07:07] And sure as hell you're bound to tell [00:07:07] That no matter how hard you rub [00:07:07] You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub [00:07:07] No and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you [00:07:07] And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you [00:07:07] And it ain't in no cardboard-box house [00:07:07] Or down any movie star's blouse [00:07:07] And you can't find it on the golf course [00:07:07] And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus [00:07:07] And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes [00:07:07] And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons [00:07:07] And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices [00:07:07] That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin' [00:07:07] Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin [00:07:07] Look at my skin shine look at my skin glow [00:07:07] Look at my skin laugh look at my skin cry [00:07:07] When you can't even sense if they got any insides