I was a selfish young man when I lost my granddaddy Fell in love to the B-side of Shootenanny I've got more bottles than leaves on my family tree Late nights, early flights in the life for me You get burned by the fire or get choked by the smoke Well the thunder does the talking but the lighting does the work Carry me home I'm no good when I'm alone I'm burned down to the bone Can't tell I'm crying caused I'm stoned Dragging my love along the low road Get your shoes on Get the lead out Get over yourself One hand on the heater The other flippin the radio Full moon fever The sun's coming up Hits my heart like a drug And when all my wasted efforts are piled in the truck Fell for the same old tricks Fell for the lie Fell from grace Fell far behind Fell out of time Fell out of pace Falling backwards Fell over Fell off the face of the earth Fell in a bucket of luck Arms flailing free Falling face first But at night we were free Mirror ball on the sea I'm looking out for you Are ya looking looking down on me