| [00:46.01] |
Planes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some |
| [00:54.01] |
It ought to make a few reputation in the cult of number one |
| [01:00.01] |
While these seconds turn these minutes into hours of the day |
| [01:07.01] |
All these doubles drive the dollars and the light of day away |
| [01:14.01] |
Suffering jukebox, such a sad machine |
| [01:22.01] |
You're all filled up with what other people need |
| [01:30.01] |
And they never seem to turn you up loud |
| [01:37.01] |
Got a lot of chatterboxes in this crowd |
| [01:44.01] |
Suffering jukebox in a happy town |
| [01:52.01] |
You're over in the corner breaking down |
| [02:00.01] |
They always seem to keep you way down low |
| [02:07.01] |
The people in this town don't want to know |
| [02:29.01] |
Well, I guess all that mad misery must make it seem true to you |
| [02:37.01] |
But money lights your world up, you're trapped, what can you do? |
| [02:43.01] |
You got Tennessee tendencies and chemical dependencies |
| [02:52.01] |
You make the same old jokes and malaprops on cue |
| [02:59.01] |
Suffering jukebox, such a sad machine |
| [03:07.01] |
You're all filled up with what other people need |
| [03:15.01] |
Hardship, damnation and guilt |
| [03:21.01] |
Make you wonder why you were even built |
| [03:29.01] |
Suffering jukebox in a happy town |
| [03:37.01] |
You're over in the corner breaking down |
| [03:44.01] |
They always seem to keep you way down low |
| [03:52.01] |
The people in this town don't want to know |
