[Verse 1: Opera-trained bass male MC, booming opera-trained bass delivery over pounding drums and dark church organ] Last house on Hollis Lane, where the pavement turns to weeds There's a porch with one rocker and a man with all he needs Every lost delivery, every kid with a brand new car Comes rollin' down my street like they know just who they are Then they see the guardrail, then they see the woods, then me And I lift my coffee slow, and I smile so they can see Seen a hearse do a three-point turn in my gravel by the gate Seen a cop back out so careful that he made himself late Every U-turn gets a chalk mark on the post beside the door Four thousand six hundred, and I'm always countin' more [Hook: Opera-trained bass MC, huge and low, the organ chords under every line] Yellow sign on the corner says no outlet, read it right Every car that wanders down here leaves with nothin' but taillights I been watchin' from this porch and I been laughin' every night 'Cause there ain't no outlet, son, and there ain't no way out tonight [Verse 2: Opera-trained bass MC, darker, the drums pounding heavier, organ swelling] City came to fix the sign, the city came three times Somebody keeps on bendin' it to face the other side Ain't nobody ever asked me for directions, not a soul And if they did I'd tell 'em "Keep on goin', there's a road" Teenagers on a dare come cruisin' down here after ten Lights off, rollin' slow, and then they never come again I just stand up from the rocker and I never say a word Just stand there in the porch light like a thing somebody heard [Hook: Opera-trained bass MC, huge and low, organ and drums leanin' in] Yellow sign on the corner says no outlet, read it right Every car that wanders down here leaves with nothin' but taillights I been watchin' from this porch and I been laughin' every night 'Cause there ain't no outlet, son, and there ain't no way out tonight [Verse 3: Opera-trained bass MC, sign line, one huge organ chord as he reads the sign as his own name on the last couplet] Twenty years I've sat here, and I never walked it back Never past the corner, never past the railroad track Groceries at the sign, and all my letters at the sign Doctor calls me on the phone, I tell him "I'm doin' fine" Brother wrote me letters, said "Come meet the baby girl" I wrote back "I'm busy," and I sat here at the edge of the world Every car that turns around is doin' what I won't Every taillight up the hill is somethin' that I don't Then the headlights hit the corner and the yellow sign goes bright And it's my name on the pole, son, and it's spelled exactly right [Final Hook: Opera-trained bass MC, everything in, organ and drums at full size] Yellow sign on the corner says no outlet, read it right Every car that wanders down here leaves with nothin' but taillights I been watchin' from this porch and I been laughing every night 'Cause there ain't no outlet, son, and there ain't no way out tonight [End]
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