CUSTOM LYRICS — VERSION 1 Copy lyrics [Intro — Slow psychedelic electric guitar, melancholy blues bends] [Subtle theremin rises, then fades] [Verse 1 — Deep, weary male baritone] I've fought the wars inside men's minds, I've walked where shadows crawl. I've seen the future coming, And I've watched empires fall. But the sewer main is broken, And the council meets at three. There's a vampire in the waiting room, And everybody wants to see me. [Chorus — Mournful but memorable] Oh, there's always one more problem, One more fire to put away. One more ghost out on the highway, One more crisis every day. If you're looking for adventure, I've got work enough for ten. Take a job, my wandering friend, And let me sleep again. [Instrumental — Psychedelic electric guitar answering the vocal] [Theremin warbles ominously] [Verse 2 — Dry, conversational] The Garter Folk need permits, The Harvesters want land. The Minotaurs sent a letter That I still don't understand. Doctor D is broadcasting, The Pencil Pushers want a fee. And the EURP has scheduled One more meeting just for me. [Short theremin interruption] [Spoken, irritated but calm] Not now. [Chorus — More insistent] Oh, there's always one more problem, One more fire to put away. One more ghost out on the highway, One more crisis every day. If you're looking for adventure, I've got work enough for ten. Take a job, my wandering friend, And let me sleep again. [Instrumental — Emotional fuzz guitar solo, expressive psychedelic blues] [Bridge — Quieter, genuine warmth] I didn't build this town alone, And I won't see it fall. There's a place here for the strange ones, There's a place here for us all. But there's trouble past the city, And I can't be everywhere. If you've got a little courage, I've got trouble I can spare. [Final Chorus — Stronger, hopeful underneath the weariness] There's always one more problem, One more road beyond the gate. One more soul who needs a helping hand, One more job that cannot wait. If you're looking for adventure, Come and stand here next to me. There's a world out there that needs you, And a town worth keeping free. [Outro — Guitar slowly fades, theremin gives one final eerie note] [Music stops completely] [Male spoken voice — Flat, deadpan, final line] You're hired. [End]
