D.A.N.C.E Part 2
Justice Lyrics

I was three years old in the backseat of a Rambler
At the age of three, I found myself sitting in the backseat of a Rambler car

Cigarette smoke making clouds swirl, A.M. Elvis out of a rattling speaker
As cigarette smoke filled the air, the sound of Elvis Presley's music played from a speaker, creating a nostalgic atmosphere

Daddy's cussin' shakin' red knuckles in the smoky air
My father, frustrated and angry, clenched his trembling red knuckles in the smoky environment

Grown-ups yellin' in the town square
Adults were engaged in heated arguments and shouting matches in the public square

Mama's hand reaches underneath the headrest, she's rubbin' Daddy's neck
My mother, in an effort to comfort my father, extended her hand under the headrest and gently massaged his neck

Seems like a small thing, natural as a spring rain
Although it may appear insignificant, this act of affection was as instinctive and soothing as the arrival of spring rain

Just something that happens when the air gets thick, when the blood gets thin
This tender gesture occurs spontaneously when tensions rise and emotions run deep

Crank those windows down like a glutton that big wolf in
We opened the car windows wide, allowing the insatiable desire for freedom to enter like an overpowering force

Blowin' down them straw houses, them three little pigs gettin' slaughtered in the town square
With the gust of wind, the fragile illusions and false securities of the townspeople collapsed, resembling the fate of the three little pigs in their straw houses

Homemade whiskey passed around there
In that environment, homemade whiskey circulated among the individuals

A.M. Elvis gettin' suspicious back before the F.M. made it here
During the earlier era of A.M. radio, Elvis Presley's music became a source of suspicion before the introduction of F.M. radio

Mama's calmin' Daddy down by a holy touch, simple touch on the back of the neck
Through a sacred and gentle touch on the back of my father's neck, my mother was able to soothe and pacify him

My bruises were almost gone, that toenail's almost grown back
The physical injuries I had suffered were healing, with my bruises nearly faded and a toenail regaining its growth

I'm beat to cryin' by the racin' track, Jenny Shifflett's big green eyes
Feeling exhausted and overwhelmed, I couldn't help but cry while witnessing the fast-paced and intense atmosphere of the race track, captivated by Jenny Shifflett's beautiful green eyes

Her hair's like corn silk in the sun
Jenny Shifflett's hair shimmered like golden silk from a cornstalk when it caught the sunlight

Kissed her hand like she's the Queen of England, such a precious drive
I delicately kissed Jenny's hand, treating her with the utmost reverence as if she were the Queen of England, making the car ride with her a cherished experience

Three years old, it's the first thing I recall
At the age of three, this particular memory holds the distinction of being the earliest recollection I have

They found me in Waco, I just wandered away
They discovered me in Waco after I had unintentionally strayed from their sight

They kept me all day
They took care of me for the entire day, ensuring my safety

Some desk I was dumpin' ash trays, I remember Mama's happy sound
I recall a moment when I was emptying ashtrays at a desk while my mother's joyful laughter resonated in my memory

When the big cop brought me out, Daddy's beamin' like he's proud
My father's face lit up with a beaming smile when the police officer brought me back to them, as if he were consumed with immense pride

Rambler in the backseat, smoky clouds
The Rambler car remained in the backseat, surrounded by lingering clouds of smoke

Elvis's Polk Salad Annie comin' out of a busted speaker
The flawed speaker emitted the sound of Elvis Presley's song 'Polk Salad Annie'

A.M. radio, long time ago
This event took place during the era of A.M. radio, a significant time in the past

Long, long time ago, I can still remember
Although it happened a long time ago, I can still vividly remember this particular moment