Buffalo

You'll see me in the barroom of an old bordello
 Drinking whiskey sours like someone else that you know
 Or playing the blues beneath a wasteland light
 I ain't, coming home tonight
 And singing the Internationale
 Never asked for any more than i could carry
 Tying to turn from a crud to a king
 Go anywhere and do anything but
 Don't play that rock and roll
 Don't head out on the road
 Outside it's 17 below
 Don't go to Buffalo
 Yeah aimless drifting and endless waiting
 It's only my time that's slowly wasting
 Have another chaser have another beer and
 Get the hell out of here
 Fast women and slow horses
 Drinking joints and unreliable sources
 Cash my cheques and lay my bets
 Fish for a cigarette but
 Don't play that rock and roll
 Don't head out on the road
 Outside it's 17 below
 Don't go to Buffalo
 'Cos there's so many other places
 So many other faces
 So many other ways to be
 Don't play that rock and roll
 Don't head out on the road
 Outside it's 17 below
 Don't go to Buffalo
 Don't play that rock and roll
 Don't head out on the road
 Outside it's 17 below
 Don't go to Buffalo