Someone s got it in for me
they re planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they d cut it out but when they will I can only guess.
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me.
I can t help it if I m lucky.
People see me all the time and they just can t remember how to act Their minds are filled with big ideas
images and distorted facts.
Even you
yesterday you had to ask me where it was at
I couldn t believe after all these years
you didn t know me better than that Sweet lady.
Idiot wind
blowing every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the backroads headin south.
Idiot wind
blowing every time you move your teeth
You re an idiot
babe.
It s a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
I ran into the fortune-teller
who said beware of lightning that might strike I haven t known peace and quiet for so long I can t remember what it s like.
There s a lone soldier on the cross
smoke pourin out of a boxcar door
You didn t know it
you didn t think it could be done
in the final end he won the wars After losin every battle.
I woke up on the roadside
daydreamin bout the way things sometimes are Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin me see stars.
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies.
One day you ll be in the ditch
flies buzzin around your eyes
Blood on your saddle.
Idiot wind
blowing through the flowers on your tomb
Blowing through the curtains in your room.
Idiot wind
blowing every time you move your teeth
You re an idiot
babe.
It s a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn t enough to change my heart.
Now everything s a little upside down
as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped
What s good is bad
what s bad is good
you ll find out when you reach the top You re on the bottom.
I noticed at the ceremony
your corrupt ways had finally made you blind I can t remember your face anymore
your mouth has changed
your eyes don t look into mine.
The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building burned.
I waited for you on the running boards
near the cypress trees
while the springtime turned Slowly into autumn.
Idiot wind
blowing like a circle around my skull
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol.
Idiot wind
blowing every time you move your teeth
You re an idiot
babe.
It s a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
I can t feel you anymore
I can t even touch the books you ve read Every time I crawl past your door
I been wishin I was somebody else instead.
Down the highway
down the tracks
down the road to ecstasy
I followed you beneath the stars
hounded by your memory And all your ragin glory.
I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I m finally free
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.
You ll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above
And I ll never know the same about you
your holiness or your kind of love
And it makes me feel so sorry.
Idiot wind
blowing through the buttons of our coats
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
Idiot wind
blowing through the dust upon our shelves
We re idiots
babe.
It s a wonder we can even feed ourselves.

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