In a foreign town with a morning sound man
I can find my way around
Soon be here at the photo line I guess
Armageddon coming down 

And here lies a greedy state again
It's time to make a move on
'Cause in three days I'll be out of here
And it's not a day too soon 

Firelight, the light of love, burns
Turns to ashes in your hand
... by the morning light I guess
Rather than waking on the stand 

Set sail for St. Petersburg
Making use of my time
'Cause in three days I'll be out of here
And it's not a day too soon 

Head out to a better life again
Get a job, settle down
Fall in love, of a full on feeling
I can't stand the here and now
Leave town for pity's sake you know
It's time to make a move on
'Cause in three days I'll be out of here
And it's not a day too soon
Yeah, three days I'll be out of here
And it's not a day too soon