Wrinkle Neck Mules - Central Daylight Time [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

The roof blew off the club in Oklahoma City
The fireman said, “the show can’t go on”
So we spent another night somewhere in New Mexico
Drinking until all our money was gone
We had a day to kill so we climbed up a mountain
Walked straight down the other side
Picked up a hitch-hiker on the way back to Taos
She said, “thank you boys for the ride”

If I could separate what’s real from what I’ve been dreaming
I could live to fight another day
If I’d have listened to my mom
When she said "don’t be believing everything those writers say"
There’s no line at the door
And only thirty people bothered to advance pay
If I could separate what’s real from what I’ve been dreaming
I could live to fight another day

We unpacked everything and we set it all up
To play three songs on a radio show
Well, you never can tell if anyone is listening
And I guess it won’t kill us what we don’t know
So we play them just the same and we tell them our name
And where to find us on the computer screen
When we’re packing it up I hear Stu on the phone saying
“Baby I’m living the dream”

If I could separate what's real from what I've been dreaming
I could live to fight another day
If I had listened to my mom when she said
"Don't be believing everything those writers say"
There's no line at the door
And only twenty people bothered to advance pay
If I could separate what's real from what I've been dreaming
I could live to fight another day

We gotta sell ten T-shirts and twenty CDs
To get from Stephenville to Houston town
Well there's people there who care a little about me
And you know they won’t let the poor boy down
It was 5:29 Central Daylight time
When the five of us come strolling in
And its smiles all around cause its 76 hours
Before we got to be leaving again

If I could separate what's real from what I've been dreaming
I could live to fight another day
If I had listened to my dad who said
"Don't be beleivin' everything that them writers say"
There's no line at the door
And only five people bothered to advance pay
If I could separate what's real from what I've been dreaming
I could live to fight another day
If I could separate what's real from what I've been dreaming
I could live to fight another day