[Verse 1]
Señor, señor, can you tell me where we're headin'
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon
Seems like I been down this way before
Is there any truth in that, señor

[Verse 2]
Señor, señor, do you know where she's hidin'?
How long are we gonna be riding?
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door?
Will there be any comfort there, señor?

[Chorus 1]
There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck
And there's an iron cross still hanging from around her neck
There's a marching band still playing in that vacant lot
Where's she held me in her arms one time and said
"Forget me not"

[Verse 4]
Señor, señor, I can see that painted wagon
Smell the tail of the dragon
I can't stand the suspense here anymore
Can you tell me who to contact here, señor?

[Solo]
[Chorus 2]
Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled
Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field
And a gypsy with a broken flag and flashing ring
Said "Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing"

[Verse 5]
Señor, señor, you know their hearts are hard as leather
Give me a minute, let me get it together
I just gotta pick myself up off the floor
I'm ready when you are, señor

[Verse 6]
Señor, señor, let's overturn these tables
And disconnect these cables
This place don't make sense to me no more
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, señor