The whistle's blowin' far, far away
It's midnight in the middle of the day
On empty streets the blank-eyed zombies stroll
Singin' low in ragtime jelly roll
Lookin' for a place they'll never find
Down at the end of the line
The skeleton cab driver nods his head
He don't hear a single word you said
A hula girl is dancin' on the dash
The tape deck's playin' unplugged Johnny Cash
And he can't read the twisted rusty signs