Early in the fallback deep in the woodsThe first hint of frost is upon you'Bout a mile beyond the field stone wallIt's not hard to get lost if you want toToo far from the city to see the white lightsI move in the shadows under cover of the nightToo far from the highway to blow a flat tireI stare in the ashes and fire (fire...)Now John Saint Paul is a well known manOf wealth in his skyscraper palaceHe likes his old Cadillac prepped for long drivesI don't like how he looks at my AliceI work his garage with a wrench in my gloveBring the stench of his gasoline home to my loveShe swears once again, she has all she desiresAs I stare in the ashes and fire (fire...)One day late last week when I got the wordThe boss needs his Caddie all steadyI remembered his eyes all over my wifeAs I carefully get my tools readyWhat a terrible shame should he ever break downWith me on his trail and so far from townIf his brakes were to fail, if he blew out a tireAnd I stared in the ashes and fire (fire...)Now John Saint Paul is a well known manOf wealth in his skyscraper palaceHe likes his old Cadillac prepped for long drivesDon't like how he looks at my AliceI don't like how he looks at my Alice
