Southern Babylon (live from Nashville)

Starin' through a spider web where a windshield used to be
What's left of the dashboard, the smell of gasoline
And I could just make out one neon light
South off through the trees
My feet took off a walkin', 'fore my mind caught up with me

When I walked in, my tab was already open
And my drink was poured, and my cigarette was smokin'

Somebody said "hey girl, where ya been?
Don't ya know I been waitin' for ya?
You got a band up there
Been dyin' to play a little Devil Went Down to Georgia
So rest that travelin' soul, looks like the road was long
Welcome to Southern Babylon"

I had to pull myself together and asked to use a phone
The waitress smiled this wicked grin
That sent a chill right to my bone
I said "I need to call the tow truck, some way to move along"
And she said "who you gonna call, now that you've been called home?"

And she said "hey girl, where ya been?
Don't ya know I been waitin' for ya?
You got a band on stage
Been dyin' to play a little Hotel California
And maybe it's not sinkin' in, but you'll learn to play along
Honey, you've been gone since you walked into Southern Babylon"

Well I'm not supposed to be here
Bartender don't you see?
I took a gig down near Atlanta and the brakes gave out on me
She said "we know all about you, it's a little bit too late."
And she handed me a guitar and pointed to the flames

Hey girl, where ya been?
Don't ya know I been waitin' for ya?
You got a band up there
Been dyin' to play a little Devil Went Down to Georgia
So rest that travelin' soul, looks like the road was long
Welcome to Southern Babylon
Southern Babylon
Welcome to Southern Babylon
Welcome home
Welcome home