King Swamp Can't Be Satisfied lyrics

Well, I'm looking out my window at those city lights
And there's a cold hand on my heart tonight
I know I must go down to the street once again
I got business there with something I don't even know its name

I looked for it between the sheets, Imperial Hotel
It was there when we kissed, down beside the wishing well
I have chased it down a white line to the bottom of a bottle
I still hear it in the engine at the opening of the throttle

Like the howling wind, I travel these roads
With a hurt inside and I can't be satisfied

Well, there was a pretty woman once and she lived beside the tracks
But the metal and the wheels sure have made her turn her back
And when a man came through from Memphis in a long black Cadillac
She just jumped right in beside him saying, "Drive, sucker, drive"

Like the howling wind, I travel these roads
With a hurt inside and I can't be satisfied
Gold on my finger, time on my side
You can stay if you want to but I can't be satisfied


Angelique, she likes to think that she's my Guardian Angel
She's always saying, "What you doing down here?"
I say, "I'm working on a mystery, I'm just waiting for my deal
In the back of the stretch with my baby at the wheel"

Like the howling wind, I travel these roads
With a hurt inside and I can't be satisfied
Gold on my finger, time on my side
You can stay if you want to but I can't be satisfied

Like a beggar on the street
Like a disappointed bride
Like a fugitive from justice
With nowhere left to hide

I'm a ghost among the houses
In a place without a guide
I'm just heading down the back roads
I'm only in it for the ride