On nights like this
When the world's a bit amiss
and the lights go down
across the trailer park
i get down
i feel hot
feel on the verge of going mad
then it's time to punch the clock
i put on some makeup
turn on the tape deck
and pull the wig back on my head
and suddnely i'm Ms. Midwest Midnoght Checkout Queen
until I head home and i put myself to bed
i look back on where im from
look at the world that io've become
and the strangest thing seems suddenly routine
i look up from my vermouth on the rocks
the gift that wakes still in the book
i put on the...
No cosmic lover preassigned
there's nothing you can find that cannot be found
and if you've got no other choice you know you can follow my voice