No Redemption Song

Staying stoned on Highway 401

In a band of southern Ontario bastard sons

I let my soul slip into the sun

And watched it sink just over Kingston

I left my heart in Old Montreal

Ou les femme sont belle and their legs so long

I'm running on empty but still running on

Into the red flaming edges with no redemption song

Don't the houses all look haunted in every farm we pass

All the crumbling beauties each new division's trash

We don't pay for our sins, no god saves our souls

In the name of the daughters and sons of the holy smoke

And the holy smoke with no redemption song