Lyrics:

Starin` through a spiderweb where the windshield used to be
What`s left of the dashboard, the smell of gasoline
I can just make out one neon light south off through the trees
My feet took over walkin` `fore my mind caught up with me
When I walked in my tab was already open
My drink was poured and my cigarette was smokin`

Somebody said 'Hey girl, where you been? Doncha know I been waitin` for ya?
Got a band up there been dyin` to play a little `Devil Went Down to Georgia`
Rest that trav`lin` soul, looks like the road was long
Welcome to Southern Babylon'

Had to pull myself together and ask to use the phone
The waitress smiled a wicked grin, it sent a chill right through my bone
I said 'I need to call the tow-truck, some way to move along'
She said, 'Who you wanna call now that you`ve been called home?'

She said 'Hey girl, where you been? Doncha know I been waitin` for ya?
You got a band up there just dyin` to play a little `Hotel California`
And maybe it`s not sinkin` in, but you`ll learn to play along
Honey, you been gone since you walked into Southern Babylon'

'I`m not supposed to be here, bartender don`t you see?
I took a gig down in Atlanta and the brakes gave out on me'
She said, 'We know all about ya. It`s a little bit too late'
She handed me a guitar and pointed to the flames

'Hey girl, where you been? Doncha know I been waitin` for ya?
You got a band up there just dyin` to play a little `Devil Went Down to Georgia`
Rest that trav`lin` soul, looks like the road was long
Welcome to Southern Babylon'
Southern Babylon
Welcome to Southern Babylon
Welcome home