I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi. 我铐在密西西比州栅栏。

My girlfriend blows a boozy good-bye kiss. 我的女友打一酒醉再见的吻。

I see flying squirrels and nightmares of stigmata. 我看到飞鼠和圣痕的噩梦。

Then awakening to find my Trans-Am gone. 然后觉醒找到我Trans是没有了。

Still, I'm feeling pretty good about the future. 不过，我感觉相当不错的未来。

Yeah, everything is peaches but the cream. 是啊，一切都是桃子，但奶油。

I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi, 我铐在护栏在密西西比州，

where things is always better than they seem. 那里的东西永远比它看上去那样。

Things is always better than they seem. 事情总是比它看上去那样。

I see the guitar that my cousin played in prison, 笔者看到，在监狱里我的表弟弹吉他，

floating with the tv in the swimming pool. 漂浮在游泳池的电视。

I'm calling for the owner of the motel, 我呼吁汽车旅馆的老板，

then noticing the bloodstain on the door. 然后注意到门上的血迹。

I'm reaching for the shoes under the bushes, 我伸手鞋下的灌木丛，

just in time to hear the sirens sing. 只是在时间听到警笛声唱歌。

I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi, 我铐在护栏在密西西比州，

where things is always better than they seem. 那里的东西永远比它看上去那样。

Things is always better than they seem. 事情总是比它看上去那样。

You know freedom's just a stupid superstition, 你知道自由只是一个愚蠢的迷信，

'cause life's a highway that you travel blind. 因为生活是你旅行盲目高速公路。

It's true that having fun's a terminal addiction. 这是真的，有乐趣的终端瘾。

What good is happiness, when it's just a state of mind? 什么是好幸福，当它只是一种心理状态呢？

For in the prison of perpetual emotion, 对于永恒的情感监狱，

we're all shackled to the millstone of our dreams. 我们都铐我们的梦想的磨石。

Me, I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi, 我，我铐在护栏在密西西比州，

where things is always better than they seem. 那里的东西永远比它看上去那样。

Things are always better than they seem. 事情总是比它看上去那样。