[Verse 1]
It's raining cats and dogs
At a dinner outside of Wichita
Out of money, out of breath
I'm out here in the great Midwest

[Verse 2]
It ain't like you'll walk through that door
A thousand miles from Baltimore
But if you did, you'd see a man
He's drowning in the promised land

[Chorus]
And all this time I've just been drifting and I ain't got nothing left
I've been bent and I've been twisted to this state of common sense
My back is up against the wall, hopin' that you'll take this call
Collect from Wichita

[Verse 3]
I left Dunston Road in a cloud of dust
Screaming black and furious
With slivers in my hand and feet
From pieces of our shattered dreams

[Chorus]
All this time I've just been drifting and I ain't got nothing left
I've been bent and I've been twistеd to this state of common sense
My back is up against thе wall, hopin' that you'll take this call
Collect from Wichita
[Chorus]
All this time I've just been drifting and I ain't got nothing left
I've been bent and I've been twisted to this state of common sense
My back is up against the wall, hopin' that you'll take this call
Collect from Wichita

[Outro]
Now my back is up against the wall
And I pray you'll take this call
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na yeah yeah yeah