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Why'd you go out east my boy?
My boy, my boy, my boy, why'd you go out there?
Why'd you go out there?
Why'd you go out east my boy?
My boy, my boy, my boy, why'd you go out there?
Why'd you go out there?
Did your papa say that the time of day
Was only secondary to the price that you paid?
And oh, oh no
Why'd you leave my back my boy?
My boy, my boy, my boy, I thought you was with me
With me to the end
Why'd you leave my back my boy?
My boy, my boy, my boy, I thought that you was whiskey
And I was gin
Laid out on some bar together
Dusty eyed and getting bitter as each calendar goes
In the trash with the atlas and the maps of all the circles we drove
'Cause there ain't no one keeping time no more
There ain't no one keeping time no more
There ain't no one keeping time no more
But these assholes are knocking on my door
Is that the cops or the devil or the goddamn border patrol?
Oh, heathen
Oh, heathen
I saw the federation flag double over like a dancer on her side
When I called I called to tell you that
Your favorite of the athletes had died
He offed his family and left us, put
An orchid on the nightstand to light
Still you didn't pick me up, but what the fuck, I figured why not try
'Cause there ain't a reason to be good my boy
My boy, my boy, my boy, though I've seen others try in the past
There ain't a reason to be good my boy
My boy, my boy, my boy, though I have
Seen others and they've died for less
There's someone on the prairie still after snow and buried by the dark
While there's vampires on that altar with
Their teeth inside the neck of my guitar
There just ain't no one keeping time no more
So I got in my car and I drove and I drove and I drove and I drove
I drove to the White House in my church clothes
Just to see if you were sleeping on the lawn
But all I found was freedom in a window blinking my name in neon
Please keep it on
Well I fell asleep myself, you know
I was dreaming of the tri-state and beyond
I had Lincoln looking over me saying, "Fuck
It man, I guess those golden days are gone"
'Cause there ain't no one keeping time no more
There ain't no one keeping time no more
There ain't no one keeping time
The minister's knee deep in wine and who are you and I
To go and argue with the Lord?
Oh, after eighteen years sleeping on his floor
There ain't no one keeping time
Ain't nobody keeping mine
Ain't no one keeping time no more