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The Walkabouts - Got No Chains

6th song from the "Sub-Pop 200" compilation, released in 1988. Lyrics: --------- Locust wind came blowin' right through them swinging doors It knocked me off my toothpick legs and up the spiral stairs To a room of long locked lore - museum of fools and lies No room for my change of heart, no room for my second thought Spoken down the past, go, there is a makeshift trail And in the room I carved your name out of my tooth and nail And I was so cool, it stripped my clothes and stuck 'em in a hole No room for my change of heart, no room for my second thought Got no chains, got no chains at all Left them in motel with my wrecking ball Got no chains, got no chains at all Rest assured that he'll soon be cured of that serpent will to score Jack be nimble, Jack be quickly, Jack drink one of these And trace the lines of infamy upon the palms you read The prophets are the profiteers that throw the tethered ball No room for that change of heart, no room for that second thought Got no chains, got no chains at all Left them in motel with my wrecking ball Got no chains, got no chains at all Rest assured that he'll soon be cured of that serpent will to scorn Emissary of luck on you must pull the funeral cart Down the blacktop finger into the last hurrah Once a shrewd collector, that cart had overflowed No room for my change of heart, no room for my second thought Got no chains, got no chains at all Left them in motel with my wrecking ball Got no chains, got no chains at all Rest assured that he'll soon be cured of that serpent will to score And the beast was lost and it lies here slain in the darkness of this hall