| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| 3:21 | 
|
|||
|
I was trying to find my way home
But all I heard was a drone Bouncing off a satellite Crushing the last lone American night (Chorus:) This is Radio Nowhere Is there anybody alive out there This is Radio Nowhere Is there anybody alive out there I was sitting around a dead dial Just another lost number in a file Dancing down a dark hole (some say it’s “Been in some kind of dark cove”) Just a-searching for a world with some soul (Chorus) I just wanna hear some rhythm I just wanna hear some rhythm I just wanna hear some rhythm I just wanna hear some rhythm I want a thousand guitars I want pounding drums I want a million different voices Speaking in tongues (Chorus) I was driving through the misty rain Just a-searching for a mystery train Bopping through the wild blue Trying to make a connection with you (Chorus) I just wanna hear some rhythm I just wanna hear some rhythm I just wanna hear your rhythm I just wanna hear your rhythm (repeat until end) |
||||||
| 2. |
| 3:45 | 
|
|||
| 3. |
| 3:56 |
|
|||
| 4. |
| 3:19 |
|
|||
|
You can't sleep at night
You can't dream your dream Your fingerprints on file Left clumsily at the scene Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own worst enemy has come to town Yesterday the people were at ease Baby slept in peace You closed your eyes and saw her You knew who you were Now your own worst enemy has come to town Your own worst enemy has come Your world keeps turnin' 'round and 'round But everything is upside down Your own worst enemy has come to town There's a face you know Staring back from the shop window The condition you're in Now you just can't get out of this skin The times they got too clear So you removed all the mirrors Once the family felt secure Now no one's very sure Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own worst enemy has come Everything is falling down Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own worst enemy has come Everything is falling down Your own worst enemy has come to town Your flag it flew so high It drifted into the sky |
||||||
| 5. |
| 4:31 |
|
|||
|
The speculators made their money on the blood you shed
Your momma's pulled the sheets up off your bed Profiteers on Jhames Street sold your shoes and clothes Ain't nobody talkin' because everybody knows We pulled your cycle up back the garage and polished up the chrome* Our gypsy biker coming home Sister Mary sits with your colors, but Johnny's drunk and gone This old town's been rousted, which side you on? They would march up over the hill, this old fools parade Shouting victory for the righteous for you must hear the grace Ain't nobody talkin', but just waiting on the phone Gypsy biker coming home Whoa! We rode into the foothills, Bobby brought the gasoline We stood around the circle as she lit up the ravine The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back home To the dead, well it don't matter much 'bout who's wrong or right You asked me that question, I didn't get it right You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains Is my love for you brother, life's still unchanged To him that threw you away, you ain't nothing but gone My gypsy biker's coming home And now I'm out countin' white lines Countin' white lines and getting stoned My gypsy biker's coming home Whoa! La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la |
||||||
| 6. |
| 4:19 |
|
|||
|
Well the street lights shine
Down on Blessing Avenue Lovers they walk by Holdin' hands two by two A breeze crosses the porch Bicycle spokes spin 'round Jacket's on, I'm out the door Tonight I'm gonna burn this town down And the girls in their summer clothes In the cool of the evening light The girls in their summer clothes Pass me by Kid's rubber ball smacks Off the gutter 'neath the lamp light Big bank clock chimes Off go the sleepy front porch lights Downtown the store's alive As the evening's underway Things been a little tight But I know they're gonna turn my way And the girls in their summer clothes In the cool of the evening light The girls in their summer clothes Pass me by Frankie's Diner's Over on the edge of town Neon sign spinnin' round Like a cross over the lost and found Fluorescent lights Flicker above Bob's Grill Shaniqua brings a coffee and asks "fill?" And says "penny for your thoughts now my poor Bill" She went away She cut me like a knife Had a beautiful thing Maybe you just saved my life In just a glance Down here on Magic Street Love's a fool's dance I ain't got much sense but I still got my feet And the girls in their summer clothes In the cool of the evening light The girls in their summer clothes Pass me by And the girls in their summer clothes In the cool of the evening light The girls in their summer clothes Pass me by La la la la, la la la la la la la La la la la, la la la la la la la La la la la, la la la la la la la La la la la, la la la la la la la |
||||||
| 7. |
| 3:34 |
|
|||
| 8. |
| 2:46 |
|
|||
|
I got a coin in my palm
I can make it disappear I got a card up my sleeve Name it and I'll pull it out your ear I got a rabbit in my hat If you wanna come and see This is what we'll be This is what we'll be I got shackles on my wrists Soon I'll slip 'em and be gone Chain me in a box in the river And I'll rise singin' this song Trust none of what you hear And less of what you see This is what we'll be This is what we'll be I got a shiny saw blade All I need's a volunteer I'll cut you in half While you're smilin' ear to ear And the freedom that you sought's Drifting like a ghost amongst the trees This is what we'll be This is what we'll be Now there's a fire down below But it's coming up here So leave everything you know Carry only what you fear On the road the sun is sinkin' low There's bodies hangin' in the trees This is what we'll be This is what we'll be |
||||||
| 9. |
| 4:17 |
|
|||
|
We took the highway till the road went black
We marked Truth Or Consequences on our map* A voice drifted up from the radio We saw the voice from long ago Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The last to die for a mistake Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The kids asleep in the backseat We're just countin' the miles you and me We don't measure the blood we've drawn anymore We just stack the bodies outside the door Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The last to die for a mistake Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The wise men were all fools What to do The sun sets in flames as the city burns Another day gone down as the night turns And I hold you here in my heart As things fall apart A downtown window flushed with light Faces of the dead at five (faces of the dead at five) A martyr's silent eyes Petition the drivers as we pass by Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The last to die for a mistake Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break Who'll be the last to die Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The last to die for a mistake Darlin' your tyrants and kings form the same fate Strung up at your city gates And you're the last to die for a mistake |
||||||
| 10. |
| 4:34 |
|
|||
|
Last night I stood at your doorstep
Trying to figure out what went wrong You just slipped something into my palm and you were gone I could smell the same deep green of summer 'Bove me the same night sky was glowin' In the distance I could see the town where I was born It's gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home A long walk home In town I pass Sal's grocery Barber shop on South Street I looked in their faces They're all rank strangers to me Well, Veteran's Hall high upon the hill Stood silent and alone The diner was shuttered and boarded With a sign that just said "gone" It's gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home Here everybody has a neighbor Everybody has a friend Everybody has a reason to begin again My father said "Son, we're lucky in this town It's a beautiful place to be born It just wraps its arms around you Nobody crowds you and nobody goes it alone" "Your flag flyin' over the courthouse Means certain things are set in stone Who we are, what we'll do, and what we won't" It's gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home |
||||||
| 11. |
| 5:06 |
|
|||
|
Remember the morning we dug up your gun
The worms in the barrel, the hanging sun Those first nervous evenings of perfume and gin The lost smell on your breath as I helped you get it in The rush of your lips, the feel of your name The beat in your heart, the devil's arcade You said "Heroes are needed, so heroes get made" Somebody made a bet, somebody paid The cool desert morning and nothing to save Just metal and plastic where your body caved The slow games of poker with Lieutenant Ray In the ward with the blue walls, a sea with no name Where you lie adrift with the heroes of the devil's arcade You sleep and you dream, your buddies Charlie and James And wake with a thick desert dust on your skin Voice says "don't worry, I'm here Just whisper the word tomorrow in my ear" House on a quiet street, a home for the brave A glorious kingdom with the sun on your face Rising from a long night as dark as the grave On a thin chain of next moments and something like faith On a morning to order a breakfast to make A bed draped in sunshine, a body that waits For the touch of your fingers, the end of the day The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart The beat of your heart, the beat of her heart The beat of your heart, the slow burning away Of the bitter fires of the devil's arcade |
||||||
| 12. |
| 4:26 |
|
|||
|
