We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze
I can't find my knees"
Jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel
Sayin', "Name me someone who's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always says
"Ya can't look at much, can ya man?"
And Madonna, she still hasn't showed
We see the empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps on the road
On the back of the fish trucks that load
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain
- Rich Kid Blues
- Long Black Veil
- Sad Lisa
- It's All Over Now Baby Bl..
- Southern Butterfly
- Chords Of Fame
- Visions of Johanna
- It Takes a Lot to Laugh, ..
- Beware Of Darkness
- Corrine Corrina
- Mud Slide Slim
- Crazy Lady Blues