Well you know when I'm dying
leave room for my tombstone
in a cold country graveyard where the sun never shines
'cause I hope where I'm lying
is terrible lonesome
I've never known some place i can call mine
and it's about time

I know you're sick of my crying
so I'll leave with no warning
and I'll drive until morning til I'm free of the crowds
I'll watch the pigeons go flying
at the sight of my headlights
I'll go riding through dead nights with the radio loud
at a speed not allowed

When I'm alone, all alone in Manhattan
not a taxi will take me, I'm caught in the rain
going home, no matter what happens
there's a pinewood box calling my name

This ain't a city of prophets
it's just a place of forgetting
all the bad news you're getting's been lost on the wire
I ain't afraid of no coffin
it's just a room with no windows
and I'll go where the wind blows til my license expires
then I'll climb even higher

but my mind is in gridlock
with no way of escaping
cause the sky that I'm scraping's been covered in clouds
and I'll keep talkin that big talk
but I won't lie when I'm done in
cause that river keeps runnin' me back to the crowds
got no time to be proud

when you're alone, all alone in Manhattan
not a taxi will take you, you're caught in the rain
goin home, no matter what happens
there's a pinewood box calling your name

I'll climb my way out of this hole
that I dug for myself
I got dirt on my hands
I've got a dangerous soul
and I'm going to hell
yeah I know where I stand

Fate ain't to blame for my crimes,
it's not the cards I was dealt
yeah I'll shoulder my load
and if you're a good friend of mine
then just drink to my health
before I hit the road

cause I'm alone, all alone in Manhattan
not a taxi will take me, I'm caught in the rain
going home, no matter what happens
there's a pinewood box calling my name
Oh it's calling my name, my name
that pinewood box is calling
my name