[00:46.01]Planes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some[00:54.01]It ought to make a few reputation in the cult of number one[01:00.01]While these seconds turn these minutes into hours of the day[01:07.01]All these doubles drive the dollars and the light of day away[01:14.01]Suffering jukebox, such a sad machine[01:22.01]You're all filled up with what other people need[01:30.01]And they never seem to turn you up loud[01:37.01]Got a lot of chatterboxes in this crowd[01:44.01]Suffering jukebox in a happy town[01:52.01]You're over in the corner breaking down[02:00.01]They always seem to keep you way down low[02:07.01]The people in this town don't want to know[02:29.01]Well, I guess all that mad misery must make it seem true to you[02:37.01]But money lights your world up, you're trapped, what can you do?[02:43.01]You got Tennessee tendencies and chemical dependencies[02:52.01]You make the same old jokes and malaprops on cue[02:59.01]Suffering jukebox, such a sad machine[03:07.01]You're all filled up with what other people need[03:15.01]Hardship, damnation and guilt[03:21.01]Make you wonder why you were even built[03:29.01]Suffering jukebox in a happy town[03:37.01]You're over in the corner breaking down[03:44.01]They always seem to keep you way down low[03:52.01]The people in this town don't want to know