Every morning starts the same and instant cup to start the pain of knowing that the night won't fall too soon She don't put them high heels on like she did at 21 says no one gives a damn about her shoes This town ain't meant for getting older This town ain't good for much these days She's out the door and right on time sucking down her menthol light She's in the truck and now she's on her way
The priest he tells a different tale of being brought up not to fail and how deep disappointment leaves a scar It's hard to lead God's children home turned around and all alone hiding in the corner of the bar This town ain't meant for living easy This town's got lots of souls to save He's cleaning out the back row pews reciting brand new words to use The same way that he starts most every day
It's a shame the cause got lost here It's a shame we don't know why Who's to say about the cross we'll bear But Snack Bar Mary ain't light enough to fly and the Ten Pin Priest is running out of time
Ain't much to do left in this town since the Twilight Lanes shut down and Mary took a job down at the rink She never once has shown up late but kids these days don't roller skate She's waiting for another job to sink This town is leaking like a sieve, now No one can afford to buy a plug The priest sends up a mayday call to Jesus by the bowling ball Three damn coats of paint won't cover up
It's a shame the cause got lost here It's a shame we don't know why Who's to say about the cross we'll bear But Snack Bar Mary's barely getting by and the Ten Pin Priest is running out of time
So its onward Christian soldiers, apologies to bowlers Mary's pouring soda pops for kids Its throw the lights on disco balls another coat up on the walls And try to do your best with how it is For the kids
It's a shame the cause got lost here It's a shame we don't know why Who's to say about the cross we'll bear But Snack Bar Mary ain't light enough to fly and the Ten Pin Priest ain't ready yet to die