You know, the sun is in your eyes And hurricanes and rains And black and cloudy skies.
You're running up and down that hill. You turn it on and off at will. There's nothing here to thrill Or bring you down. And if you've got no other choice You know you can follow my voice Through the dark turns and noise Of this wicked little town.
Oh Lady, luck has led you here And they're so twisted up They'll twist you up. I fear.
The pious, hateful and devout, You're turning tricks til you're turned out, The wind so cold it burns, You're burning out and blowing round. And if you've got no other choice You know you can follow my voice Through the dark turns and noise Of this wicked little town.
The fates are vicious and they're cruel. You learn too late you've used two wishes like a fool
And then you're someone you are not, And Junction City ain't the spot, Remember Mrs. Lot And when she turned around. And if you've got no other choice You know you can follow my voice Through the dark turns and noise Of this wicked little town.