Another pleasant day in the countryside. Tears on a stormy night. You can’t follow my directions home. Don’t stop now. God knows where the satellite’s taking us. Who knows what is right in front of us. But I hang on every word. Don’t stop now. Well don’t stop now. Give me something I can cry about. Get fooled by the lightning every time. See the afterimage of my outline. Then I turn the wrong way ‘round. Well don’t stop now. No don’t stop now. Give me something I can cry about. Give me something I can write about. The church just ten miles out of town. The devil gonna track me down. Travel through a tunnel. Remember that’s how you get to me. No number on the house. No birds are flying south. Sometimes you have to turn. The wrong way ‘round. And times you will return. To what you found. Give me something I can write about. All I want is something I can cry about