
Paul Fritzler 10\27\09
This song is NOT about murder and mayhem! It’s about those very bad disagreements that can take place where things that should never be said are said (that’s the blood on the floor….purely metaphysical). My thought was “what would happen if one of those times you threaten to leave….you actually leave?”…..and you have nowhere to go.
Capo on 3
1st Verse
Jesus on the dashboard like an angel of the road.
Devils on the radio I hope he’s prayin for my soul.
Well I must be on the road again…..nowhere to go.
The rearview mirror knows where I’ve been…. nowhere to go.
CHOURS
It’s a long road home from nowhere when there’s blood upon the floor.
Lookin back with soft regrets of when I walked out your back door…
Nowhere to go……
2nd Verse
Neon lights behind me. Don’t know what’s up ahead.
Cigarettes and highway sin, hope the caffeine fix sets in.
Yellow lines and tail lights …..nowhere to go.
Asphalt fades into the night…. nowhere to go.
3rd Verse
Ten will get you twenty up at junction 39.
A junkyard full of broken dreams in a dust cloud left behind.
It seems your livin in my head again….nowhere to go.
Now I’m wonder’n bout this skin I’m in ….. nowhere to go.
CHOURS
4th Verse
White crosses shine’n in my lights like a graveyard on the road.
Highway souls laid to rest in the only place they know.
Makes me wonder ‘bout the shape I’m in……nowhere to go.
Like a death match where no one can win……nowhere to go.
CHOURS