I'm flying out to Cali
I'm driving in the rain
I'm walking in a circle
I'm kneeling from the pain
And I'll never know
Who's running the show
And it's starting to feel like
I might just get up and go
We're sleeping in the desert
We're counting all the stars
I think I see the river
But it's just a mirage
And I'll never know
Who's running the show
And if I don't get up
I'm sure to be six feet below
I'm talking to the shadows
I howl at the moon
Once I reach the bottom
Of the booze at the saloon
And I'll never know
Who's running the show
And if I don't find out
He's sure to put me on death row