LYRICS : Night Clothes



The sun is out
I got no shades
The moon in my pocket
I got it made
Riding my bike
For a free guitar
Sweating in leather
My eye is the scar
She scratched me awake
Must've been a bad dream
A drop of blood or a tear
And a kiss for a scream

Say a prayer for my sister
Drink my coffee down
The jukebox is blaring
An old fashioned sound
The street kids are walking
With books made of junk
With words drinking on them
Until they are drunk
Voices in echoes
Stir into noise
The soundtrack of chaos
Girls beating boys 

I'm in my nightclothes
Still from the night before
Too many layers
And I can't reach the floor
All the time floating
On a bike made of wings
Sweating and laughing
As my lost angel sings
Deep in hells kitchen
With hookers and saints
Workers of metal
And gypsies with paints
Spraying on people
On city brick walls
Who somehow can listen
When euphoria calls
The world is a flood
Of music and light
Of day bleeding backwards
In the folly of night
The city must be
Where gods like to hang
Their monkey hearts beat
Like drums in the rain 

Here in my city
I'm blessed and I'm cursed
Not nearly the best
But close to the worst
Blessed are the meek
The rodents
The slaves
For we are still close
To exploding the graves
To dance here with death
And music and light
Thru agony days
And the freedom of night 

I'm in my nightclothes
The coffee is gone
To move thru the veins
Of this old city's song
The laughter the music
The tears are the words
The melody suspended
Like wires and birds
Floating and changing
Resolved to be free
The light that's in you
Is in them and in me

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