Old Jim is hanging in the kitchen   Gave up when nothing else was cooking   Looks like he's gonna make the papers now   I guess Valerie didn't love him   No one was ever thinking of him   That's changed but he wouldn't like quite how      You're afraid of the city   But you paid to see the show   You're afraid to drive home   So you play the radio      Drove straight through from Tallahassee   Two days to play for fifty people   Mixing flexeril and old warm beer   Stopped cold, a blizzard on I-80   Stuck in the Motel Indiana   Waiting for the sun to reappear      Black ice on random city sidewalks   Dark waves on great lakes in a snowstorm   Drinking Jaeger free at the Cubby Bear   Lounge Ax on breaks swapping shop talk   Sweet kids lure your band mates to the girls' dorm   Circling for hours around O'Hare      I'm afraid of the city   But you made me feel alright   So I stayed a little longer   And we played another night      I'm afraid of the city   You're afraid of the hills   We betrayed one another   When they played it gave me chills