One, two, here we go....      I know the sun is in your eyes   And hurricanes and rain,   And black and cloudy skies.      And running up and down that hill   You turn it on and off at will   There's nothing here to thrill,    Or bring you down.   And if you've got no other choice,   You know you can follow my voice   Through the dark turns and noise   Of this wicked little town.      Oh Lady Luck has lead you here.   And they're so twisted up,   They'll twist you up, I fear.      The pious, hateful and devout   You're turing tricks 'til you're turned out   The wind so cold it burns,   You're burning out, blowing round.   And if you've got no other choice,   You know you can follow my voice   Through the dark turns and noise    Of this wicked little town.      Aah, aah...   Aah, aah...      The fates are vicious and they're cruel.   You learn too late,   You used two wishes like a fool.      And then you're someone you are not,   And Junction City ain't the spot,   Remember Mrs. Lot and when she turned around.   And if you've got no other choice,   You know you can follow my voice   Through the dark turns and noise    Of this wicked little town.