Vigilantes Of Love - The Ballad Of Russell Perry lyrics

Well my name is Russell Perry And I hail from Tennessee There's a million other fool rednecks Roaming the hills like me I come with no credentials can make no claim to fame And I can throw a fastball By any man who ever stepped up to the plate I left home when I was sixteen There was not much left to do You could kick around on the farm teams Sleep in those motel rooms You were handing out gospel tracts One night after the game So we compared our notes and dreams And we found they were substantially the same Well my fastball would not fail me See I was earning much respect Setting my eyes on a little Major league prospect You know there never was a problem Three good low inside pitches wouldn't take right out Except this one little problem Honey well quite frankly it's hard to talk about Brenda oh Brenda I'm out here all alone Why are we drowning in the darkness Hey but we can't tell anyone Oh and I can't tell anyone Well you see I have this dream a lot I am in a debtors' cell And I reach out to grab the key That will unlock my cell As my expectant fingers Close on the steel so cold Well it turns into a sword And it carves a name into my very soul I've been feeling it in these bones I'm so shipwrecked and worthless Sometimes the promises of comfort Are barely scratching the surface And all my doctors' faces Are long drawn and lean Could be something in his past Maybe a little chemical imbalance I don't care to be remembered For the things i've said and done I don't care to be remembered For the games I may have saved or won I wanna make our love A big refuge and a fort From a lonely little world A broke down world A struck out little world That knows nothing of the sort