| Song | Handcuffed To A Fence In Mississippi |
| Artist | Jim White |
| Album | No Such Place |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : White | |
| I'm handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi. | |
| My girlfriend blows a boozy good-bye kiss. | |
| I see flying squirrels and nightmares of stigmata. | |
| Then awakening to find my | |
| Trans-Am gone. | |
| Still, I'm feeling pretty good about the future. | |
| Yeah, everything is peaches but the cream. | |
| I'm handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things is always better than they seem. | |
| I see the guitar that my cousin played in prison, floating with the tv in the swimming pool. | |
| I'm calling for the owner of the motel, then noticing the bloodstain on the door. | |
| I'm reaching for the shoes under the bushes, just in time to hear the sirens sing. | |
| I'm handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things is always better than they seem. | |
| You know freedom's just a stupid superstition, 'cause life's a highway that you travel blind. | |
| It's true that having fun's a terminal addiction. | |
| What good is happiness, when it's just a state of mind? | |
| For in the prison of perpetual emotion, we're all shackled to the millstone of our dreams. | |
| Me, I'm handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things are always better than they seem. |
| zuo ci : White | |
| I' m handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi. | |
| My girlfriend blows a boozy goodbye kiss. | |
| I see flying squirrels and nightmares of stigmata. | |
| Then awakening to find my | |
| TransAm gone. | |
| Still, I' m feeling pretty good about the future. | |
| Yeah, everything is peaches but the cream. | |
| I' m handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things is always better than they seem. | |
| I see the guitar that my cousin played in prison, floating with the tv in the swimming pool. | |
| I' m calling for the owner of the motel, then noticing the bloodstain on the door. | |
| I' m reaching for the shoes under the bushes, just in time to hear the sirens sing. | |
| I' m handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things is always better than they seem. | |
| You know freedom' s just a stupid superstition, ' cause life' s a highway that you travel blind. | |
| It' s true that having fun' s a terminal addiction. | |
| What good is happiness, when it' s just a state of mind? | |
| For in the prison of perpetual emotion, we' re all shackled to the millstone of our dreams. | |
| Me, I' m handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things are always better than they seem. |
| zuò cí : White | |
| I' m handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi. | |
| My girlfriend blows a boozy goodbye kiss. | |
| I see flying squirrels and nightmares of stigmata. | |
| Then awakening to find my | |
| TransAm gone. | |
| Still, I' m feeling pretty good about the future. | |
| Yeah, everything is peaches but the cream. | |
| I' m handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things is always better than they seem. | |
| I see the guitar that my cousin played in prison, floating with the tv in the swimming pool. | |
| I' m calling for the owner of the motel, then noticing the bloodstain on the door. | |
| I' m reaching for the shoes under the bushes, just in time to hear the sirens sing. | |
| I' m handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things is always better than they seem. | |
| You know freedom' s just a stupid superstition, ' cause life' s a highway that you travel blind. | |
| It' s true that having fun' s a terminal addiction. | |
| What good is happiness, when it' s just a state of mind? | |
| For in the prison of perpetual emotion, we' re all shackled to the millstone of our dreams. | |
| Me, I' m handcuffed to a fence in | |
| Mississippi, where things is always better than they seem. | |
| Things are always better than they seem. |