Why don't you be good for something And draw down the shade On a sun that sat up all night shivering On a sun that sat up all night afraid
One that shines on the oasis that Leads a man to drink Drunk on the kind of applause That gets louder the lower you sink
Gratitude walks on Sixth Street
Pull it from the air And they throw it into bloom And you're spinning under their wheels Trapped in your room
You're jumpy, you don't want to see You don't want to see them have their fun A slap in the face if she should laugh Push him down if he should try and run
Gratitude walks on Sixth Street
Take a number for your big lament They sold the rules of dream land in cotton, wool, and cement
Well it's never what you want It's just the kind of thing that always happens here Yeah you watch the good old days pass you by Leaving your cupboards bare
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