all the buildings are boarded up
and i lost my job last week
there's no one here on these back roads
they're out buying antiques

some people left up christmas lights
on a house by town hall
and everyone you meet
has wrote their name on some local bathroom stall

so pack your bags and leave here
don't stay just to stay with me

gambling drunks stumble out
from the restless neon signs
and they go out with their women
to the local wine and dine

the girls wear too much make-up
down at the river with the boys
flipping through the radio
blasting out that american noise

and me, i'm in a parking lot
drinking from a paper cup
i'm just trying to keep warm
i'm just trying to wake up