Albermarle Station Paroles

Bad roads, bad snow, bad bridges
could turn a once bad man religious
if your kingdom ever comes
you better run

There must be a spanish word for this feeling
the rush I get when I am stealing
from the Dust Congress
whose dollars and dimes
say "in dust we trust"
(the world is not ready for you)

I passed an abandoned drive-in
with ivy growing over the screen
It was like I caught Hollywood sleeping-
sleep without dreams

A magic shop in Colonial Watts
something gets pushed by the wind Bad roads, bad snow, bad bridges
could turn a once bad man religious
if your kingdom ever comes
you better run

There must be a pool out behind the church
cause he looked so cool in the back of a hearse
After a fortnight of his trial
all the citizens began to dress in his style
(it's a beautiful world)