Alabama 3 - Peace In The Valley

For whatever reason you refuse to feel this space we're in
To know it's insanity, really know it
Whatever your particular anaesthetic is, that you hold onto so desperately
The thing I mean that makes you think you know who you are
Whatever that thing is that you allow to keep you sane
Your ace in your hole
The psyche that keeps you from trying to guess what your pimp has in store for you
Whatever keeps you from screaming out at this very moment in absolute and sheer horror
Whatever you fuck your brain with, whatever that is
Whatever that is
It's a lie
It's a lie
She spends too much time with herself every night
Just fooling around with her fears
In the morning she mourns the decline of her mind
Drowning in a bottle of beer
It's too dangerous just to think about what she might have been
If she'd sung for salvation, if she'd danced on her dreams
But there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'Cos tonight she's gonna blow it all away
Lord, she feels so twisted, She ain't ever gonna fix it
She's just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day
An' he don't know if he's a communist, a hedonist or a whore
Spent too much time ridin' on a white line to find the door
An' if he did and he opened it, he'd find those letters in the hall
But he's too blind to read between the lines
'Cos the writing's on the wall
There's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'Cos tonight he's gonna blow it all away
Lord, he feels so twisted, he ain't ever gonna fix it
He's just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day
Let that light shine awhile
Grand old oprie lights are on, Hank Williams on the juke box, we all comin' home tonight
I'll tell you dear
I got Ecstasy, but I need some company
You got that mystery Lord I need a plan
All I got is a compromise and a bag full of alibis
Lord, as empty as the bottle of whiskey in my shaking hands
There's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'Cos tonight we're gonna blow it all away
Lord we feel so twisted, we ain't ever gonna fix it
We're just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day
One more time for the people
There's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'Cos tonight, we're gonna blow it all away
You know we feel so fuckin' twisted, we ain't ever gonna fix it
We're just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day x3
Now's the time for you to get right and repent
For whatever reason you refuse to feel this space we're in
To know it's insanity, really know it
Whatever your particular anaesthetic is, that you hold onto so desperately
The thing I mean that makes you think you know who you are
Whatever that thing is that you allow to keep you sane
Your ace in your hole
The psyche that keeps you from trying to guess what your pimp has in store for you
Whatever keeps you from screaming out at this very moment in absolute and sheer horror
Whatever you fuck your brain with, whatever that is
Whatever that is
It's a lie
It's a lie
She spends too much time with herself every night
Just fooling around with her fears
In the morning she mourns the decline of her mind
Drowning in a bottle of beer
It's too dangerous just to think about what she might have been
If she'd sung for salvation, if she'd danced on her dreams
But there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'Cos tonight she's gonna blow it all away
Lord, she feels so twisted, She ain't ever gonna fix it
She's just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day
An' he don't know if he's a communist, a hedonist or a whore
Spent too much time ridin' on a white line to find the door
An' if he did and he opened it, he'd find those letters in the hall
But he's too blind to read between the lines
'Cos the writing's on the wall
There's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'Cos tonight he's gonna blow it all away
Lord, he feels so twisted, he ain't ever gonna fix it
He's just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day
Let that light shine awhile
Grand old oprie lights are on, Hank Williams on the juke box, we all comin' home tonight
I'll tell you dear
I got Ecstasy, but I need some company
You got that mystery Lord I need a plan
All I got is a compromise and a bag full of alibis
Lord, as empty as the bottle of whiskey in my shaking hands
There's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'Cos tonight we're gonna blow it all away
Lord we feel so twisted, we ain't ever gonna fix it
We're just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day
One more time for the people
There's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'Cos tonight, we're gonna blow it all away
You know we feel so fuckin' twisted, we ain't ever gonna fix it
We're just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day x3
Now's the time for you to get right and repent

Alabama 3