Lyrics: Nicholas Capece (nicholas.j.capece@opbu.xerox.com) Music: Scott Holcomb (lgtsotr@earthlink.net) / / / / / / / / |-------|----------------------------|----------------------------| |---3-3-|--3--------3-3-3--------3-3-|--3----------3--------------| |-------|-----2--2---------2--2------|-----2--2--2---0--0---0-----| |-------|----------------------------|--------------------4---4---| |-------|----------------------------|----------------------------| |-------|----------------------------|----------------------------| D A Em G I remember you laid out on the table D A Em G With nothing but the beating of your heart D A Em G If we where half as desperate as the bees outside the window D A Em G We could plant a flag on Iwo Gima or the new world D A Em G Maybe Mars D A Em G Anything is possible with hunger G D G D Pink light, pink light Em D Setting through the refineries tonight Liquor, hammocks, jewelry, and blankets Underneath the canvas in my trunk Anytime you need me I'll be other peoples treasure Or a shopping cart full of other peoples junk Beauty's in the eye of the beholder, right on Pink light, pink light Rolls along the Amtrak line tonight Looks like summer's comin', you can hear it History and weather sound the same Sex and melancholy on my Drive By Truckers t-shirt Yeah, we're packin' all the drama, all we're missin' is the fame Anything can happen in your movie Pink light, pink light Burnin' down the bedroom walls tonight I remember I was laid out on the table They were tryin' to run a jump-start to my heart If we where half as nervous as the pigs outside the window We could plant a flag on Iwo Gima Or the new world maybe Mars, baby Well, anything is possible with hunger, baby Pink light, pink light Burnin' down the bedroom wall tonight Pink light, pink light Rolls along the Amtrak line tonight Pink light, pink light Pink light, pink light Burnin' down the bedroom wall tonight Burnin' down the old ballroom tonight Burnin' down my confidence tonight