Bodie
I guess the circus is in town
But lately, all I do is frown
I can't sleep, I can't settle down
Why must I be the tragic clown
My baby always keeps me up
She pours a cold, half empty cup
And proudly drinks it gone
As I'm left dry
Balancing on a rail of pain
Armed only with a pale of rain
Above the angry blazing fire
My fare skin burns, my muscles tire
Below the lights and thunder
All my fears are torn asunder
No more time to wonder
And I'll tell you why
Because I'm well above the legal limit
They won't stop me until I'm full of crime
You don't go out before you're street legal
They call you late, I call you right on time
I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I telled you so
This whole damn world's about to blow
I hope that you've enjoyed the show
I know it's been so lonely
Goodbye, God, I'm going to Bodie
Pack my bags and tell my story
I'll get by
Although I'm well above the legal limit
They won't stop me until I'm full of crime
You don't go out before you're street legal
They call you late I call you right on time
With blinding trust, we leap into an open grave
Nothing moves faster than a master but a slave
We own this fight, truth in our site, none but the brave
Ever reveal it, we must reveal it
We must reveal it, Lord knows why
But I can feel it, God, I can feel it
God, I can feel it, God, goodbye
Goodbye, God
Tell of my story, tell of my story
Tell of my story, I'll get by
I'm going to Bodie, I'm going to Bodie
I'm going to Bodie, God, goodbye
Goodbye, God, God, goodbye
Goodbye, God, God, goodbye
But lately, all I do is frown
I can't sleep, I can't settle down
Why must I be the tragic clown
My baby always keeps me up
She pours a cold, half empty cup
And proudly drinks it gone
As I'm left dry
Balancing on a rail of pain
Armed only with a pale of rain
Above the angry blazing fire
My fare skin burns, my muscles tire
Below the lights and thunder
All my fears are torn asunder
No more time to wonder
And I'll tell you why
Because I'm well above the legal limit
They won't stop me until I'm full of crime
You don't go out before you're street legal
They call you late, I call you right on time
I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I telled you so
This whole damn world's about to blow
I hope that you've enjoyed the show
I know it's been so lonely
Goodbye, God, I'm going to Bodie
Pack my bags and tell my story
I'll get by
Although I'm well above the legal limit
They won't stop me until I'm full of crime
You don't go out before you're street legal
They call you late I call you right on time
With blinding trust, we leap into an open grave
Nothing moves faster than a master but a slave
We own this fight, truth in our site, none but the brave
Ever reveal it, we must reveal it
We must reveal it, Lord knows why
But I can feel it, God, I can feel it
God, I can feel it, God, goodbye
Goodbye, God
Tell of my story, tell of my story
Tell of my story, I'll get by
I'm going to Bodie, I'm going to Bodie
I'm going to Bodie, God, goodbye
Goodbye, God, God, goodbye
Goodbye, God, God, goodbye
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Writer(s): James Welch
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