Straight Up Western (White Noise)

Straight up western, chasing daylight

Routed through the central plains

I swear half of me was made for something wild

And half was made for something plain

Out with the vampires after the show

And it won't be long 'til I'm too old to go

When the room's too crowded

With the shouters at the bar

And it's all that I can do to walk you outside to the car

Psycho buzzing, when I triple check

The locks on all the doors

I feel you touch me like a soft voice in white noise

Beset by fast food in the mountains--

A ski resort without the snow

That string of outlet malls whipping by

Then a broadly defined chateau

And I feel like the opposite of New Year's Eve--

I'm not drunk at all or getting antsy to leave

When the room's too crowded

With the shouters at the bar

And it's all that I can do to walk you outside to the car

Psycho buzzing, when I triple check

The locks on all the doors

I feel you touch me like a soft voice in white noise