No Service - Hellbound Glory

Bored out of my mind in a one-store town

Toward nine o’clock they shutter down

Still tryin' to find what’s so profound

About no signal, no one around

I got nowhere to go

So nervous, no service

Nothin' on the radio

I pick her up to take her for a date

I know she’s ready, she makes me wait

We can’t talk, we can’t relate

We’ve got nothin' to say, so anyways

What does she need to know?

So nervous, no service

And nothin' on the radio

All through the hills they’re building cell towers

Killing your mind with digital powers

Every second of every hour

Time to take a cold shower

I make a call, I can’t connect

She changed plans last time I checked

Xanax to kill the stress

Sendin' off a last text:

«Come and save me, there’s no one else I know»

So nervous, no service

And nothin' on the radio

So nervous, no service

Nothin' on the radio