Album: Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain: L.A.’s Desert Origins
Everybody's goin out tonight
And everybody's hangin out tonight
It's alright
Listen to them
Show when they learn how to lie
You can sing along with them if you try
Holdin the spoken world up
I need it. I need it. I need it.
She's got a neck like a Saturday paper
You read it fast before the Sunday mass
Take it back it's nothing
it's nothing like it talks
Don't listen to me baby if you wanna survive
You did it you did you did it wrong.
Collapse
It's evident to me
Tonight
All the friends are strangers.
I'd like to take my story
To some place the don't know me
Creatures come out of the bars
Talk is small but you talk to Paul
Sold sex on Bird Cage walk
Boys are drinking and on the docks
Union man. I'm your friend
I need you when you listen to me
Weigh sand Buy Sand glass track
Closing off close off close off
OPEC dreams stock market close on the rock
And roll scale
Stereo
No more partridge family dreams to the home land
Divorce countries