There's that longing, I see it in your eyes Just like your father There's that longing, surprise, surprise Why even bother? All black windows and turned out lights Every night, it's the same old fight A gas station, a tired church They say it gets better from here But it's getting much worse ♪ ♪ From Austin to Albuquerque From riches to dust Highways and overpasses Canyons and crust I'll carry it, baby I'll wrestle it down I'll smoke it and drink it Run it all into the ground The Sandias are turning red As democracy lays down dead On a carpet red, white and blue It's all over, baby, for people like me and you ♪ I wanna see the good in people It would be a great relief But I can't show no mercy Because none's been shown to me And I'm not one to hold grudges But enough is enough When you've tried to play nice It's time to get rough ♪ Medical and Burnet, that cross is shining bright There're grackles in the morning here and cicadas at night You're driven by a longing You don't know what it is But it has many names Like curse and bliss Like bliss Like bliss Like bliss Like bliss (like bliss) Like bliss Like bliss (like bliss) Like bliss Like bliss (like bliss) Like bliss Like bliss (like bliss) Like bliss