You know, the sun is in your eyes

And hurricanes and rains

And black and cloudy skies.



You're running up and down that hill.

You turn it on and off at will.

There's nothing here to thrill

Or bring you down.

And if you've got no other choice

You know you can follow my voice

Through the dark turns and noise

Of this wicked little town.



Oh Lady, luck has led you here

And they're so twisted up

They'll twist you up. I fear.



The pious, hateful and devout,

You're turning tricks til you're turned out,

The wind so cold it burns,

You're burning out and blowing round.

And if you've got no other choice

You know you can follow my voice

Through the dark turns and noise

Of this wicked little town.



The fates are vicious and they're cruel.

You learn too late you've used two wishes like a fool



And then you're someone you are not,

And Junction City ain't the spot,

Remember Mrs. Lot

And when she turned around.

And if you've got no other choice

You know you can follow my voice

Through the dark turns and noise

Of this wicked little town.