Wake up to a blue moon in the sky A cool China blue Hear the thunder of life driving by Guess it's finally on the loose
And I smell soot sweat On the sick-a-more trees As the branches collide With every thought I think
Now the neighborhood cat is calling He can't sleep Says the oxygen in the needle and pin Has sprung a leak
Well he really took a chance Crossing his heart hoping to die He was young and he was happy At the time, at the time
It seems to be like cinema Silver turns to its old tricks Magic loses all its magic And you know what it really is
The young men who used to Use their knuckles are gone, But the tadpoles keep on multiplaying Down in the swamp
When the pearly gates do open Dragging their legs out of spite Inside a woman sits to greet you Welcome home to the night
It's the last motel With electric, she says, Take a seat while the maid goes And cleans up your mess
Honey, it could take an hour, It could take all year, It could take a century For your bad name to clear
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