There's a house up on the lake Where her laughter and her lies combined And claimed your soul to take And there's a lamp without a shade In the parlor where she pinned you down And history was made Gene, I dream that life outside of here Is so much more amazing Than either one of us could ever imagine There's a clearing in the woods Where you took the shot Accused of not delivering the goods And there's the ring you pawned away You can feel the branches snapping off Remembering that day Gene, I dream that life outside of here Is so much more amazing Than either one of us could ever imagine There's the blood and there's the prints From where she laid you out And played you out and left the evidence There's a place away from town Along the lonely stretch of highway Where your Pontiac broke down Gene, I dream that life outside of here Is so much more amazing Than either one of us could ever imagine Gene, I dream that life outside of here Is so much more amazing Than either one of us could ever imagine So much more amazing So much more amazing So much more amazing So much more amazing