Skip the Life - Thrush Hermit

Until we skip the life complete

Until we skip the life completely

Long distance information don’t play those tricks

There’s no luck in the draw and none in the lines

I will dial until the end of time

Until I hear the lines connect

Until I hear the lines connect

Teach a lesson to the fool who gets too close

To the truth in the face of the Holy Ghost

Condemn my soul to the telephone wires

I will drive on These Four Black Tires

Until the yellow lines connect

Until the yellow lines connect

Long distance operator don’t charge me for this

It’s the last conversation passing through these wires

I will weep with my soul on fire

Until we skip the life complete

Until we skip the life completely