Downstairs they're playing Kenton. The house set to swing. I lay in my bed. And listen to everything. Cause Leo's in rare form tonight. His trombone sings so sweet.
Pouring in and around the great wellspring. Of simple feeling. And I need bearings in the face of your. Cool, cool fire. . Walking backwards with the pounding of your voice.
I walked the heat of seven hills. Endless talk of losing wills. Great highways in a constant melt. Men and women and children all have overbuilt. . Buying bread and paying for none.
Walking down the street of dreams. Eating from the fruits of life. Tripping out on the smallest things. Trying to reach the light, trying to reach the light.
If you feel you wanna fight me. There's a chain around your mind. When something is holding you tightly. What is real is so hard to find. . Losing babies to genocide.
It's obvious the trouble we're in. When your father pulls up in a Mercedes-Benz. He says he just happened to be in the neighborhood. But before he leaves he slips the landlord the rent.
Little white girl. In a shiny black car. Hanging out with her friends. And doing black tar. Daddy pays for the wedding. With a fist full of dollars. Cost as much.
One. Two. One, two, three!. . She got a shack. Floating down the Pontchartrain. With the water rolling in. You gotta swim. Before the levees start to crack.
Life springs eternal. On a gaudy neon street. Not that I care at all. . I spent the best part. Of my losing streak. In an Army Jeep. For what I can't recall.
Come to me now. And lay your hands over me. Even if it's a lie. Say it will be alright. And I shall believe. . I'm broken in two. And I know you're on to me.
Old James Dean Monroe,. Hands out flowers at the Shop-N-Go,. Hopes for money but all he gets is fear.. And the wind blows up his coat,. And this he scribbles on a perfume note,.
Way back in the year of 2017. The sun was growing hotter. And oil was way beyond it's peak. When crazy Hector Johnson broke into a refinery. And the black gold started flowing.
This ain't no walk in the park. But I call it my home and you're all invited. Waking up in the dark. Knowing I'm not alone, it's all so familiar. . And got the trees in the sky.