*Comes to the stage and begins to speak into the mic*

Excuse my delusions right now. Indulge me for a few minutes. Sorry that I've been on a Ryan Adams kick lately. Maybe a little too much....but you know what? It's not enough for me yet....So please indulge my fantasies and musings...

*The band begins to play*

Everybody wants you to be special.
And everybody wants you to be high.
They throw you down a rope when you're in trouble, baby, screaming "save me."
Then, they charge you with the rescue blues.

Ah, the Rescue Blues. Oh Ah ah...aw...

And everybody wants to see you suffer.
They know that you need the pain so much.
They throw you up a rope when you're too high to cruise, baby.
Lord, you lose lady.
Then they charge you with the rescue blues.

Aw...The Rescue Blues...Oh Ah aw...

And everybody wants to see you fall.
That's why they always love to get you high.
And everybody knows you need the pain so much, lady.
Well, keep in touch, baby.
Just don't charge me with your rescue blues.

*the chorus girls sing and the band jams. The lights fade to black.*

Thank you. Good night.