Songtext von Number With No Name

I'm serenaded by a chorus of 1,000 burning cigarettes. You were taking chances, mama while I've been placing bets. So tell it to the ashes they know we've served. It may be good for the soul but it's hard on the nerves. The very thing that drives you can drive you insane. I've got a head full of thought crimes and a number with no name. Got an eleventh hour Jesus and a mouth full of blame. Casket lined with silver dollars and a number with no name. Number with no name. There's no where to run I've got no one to tell. My face has become a mask and I'm not wearing it well. For 5 days straight I've been breathing fire. Don't have room on my body for another scar. The very thing that drives you can drive you insane. I've got a head full of thought crimes and a number with no name. Got an eleventh hour Jesus trying to explain. Casket lined with silver dollars and a number with no name. A number with no name.