Reverend Glasseye – No Road Out of Houston Lyrics

No Road Out of Houston Lyrics

The highway patrolman is bald
And I can see you dancing in his skull
The deacon whispers something obscene
And it seems so clear
Are we stuck here?

I’m scared
And it seems that you’re not here
No road out of Houston!

Satan speaks to me
You’ll never gain the status of the meek
But I’ve seen God when I drink
And paradise too
It may well bode true

I’m scared
And it seems that you’re not here
No road out of Houston!

Alright!

The beggars dance with rich men’s wives
The cock will crow then take its life
The browbeater’s protected son
And the rabbit has no intention to run

It started off so good and fine
Protected here by my Maginot Line
Your drink, it seems a little strong
When is it time, is it time to move on?

The time draws long
And tell me, is it time to carry on?
Oh, I thought not, my dear
Between a wretch and the dismal sky
The abysmal abyss

And it seems you’re not here
No road out of Houston!
No road out of Houston!
No road out of Houston!