Dj Serenade Lyrics - Heartbeats Accelerating - Kate & Anna Mcgarrigle

Jesus said bring me the destitute, the hungry and the 

sick 

It don't matter what you brand me, why don't you take 

your pick 

It ain't the lack of money that makes a fella poor 

It's the footsteps of the one you love walkin' out the 

door 

Walkin' out the door 

Countless smoky Greyhounds won't cease to stop my rest 

Cross-country railway cars where they only serve the 

best 

An angle of complacency stretched me cross the rack 

The smiling ghost of decency drove me off the track 

Drove me off the track 

Pots and pans rattle and the door slams 

Can't seem to find the salt 

Even the scraps are tasting flat 

It's just one more day the dollar ain't what is used to 

be 

I don't mind being blind so long as there's someone out 

there can see 

One by one the TVs are shutting down 

The buildings go to sleep 

The all-night D.J.'s serenade is the only company I 

keep 

There's little rhyme or reason to these words that 

float in space 

They recall some times and places I can no longer 

clearly place 

No longer clearly place