Living On The Sidewalk (mp3 excerpt) | No Middle Ground
Deep wells, deep wells run dry
Driving and love, share some equal truth
Fell in love with my car like I fell for you
Got addicted to your looks and speed
You drove me down, with your high cost needs
Off the lot, down Pauper Street
Five minutes later, my pocket started to bleed
Working hard to make this last
You shiny little babies were out of gas
I bought you pearls and nitro gasoline
Mad Max loaned me some kerosene
I had to steal to keep you fed
Champagne, caviar and tetra ethyl lead
I start to pray, when I’m low on fuel
Ready to rob, what would Jesus do?
I’m heading east for the sand, no surf
100 bucks a gallon, that’s what it’s worth
Atomic fission our souls will boil
Ten pints of blood for a quart of oil
Deep wells
Deep wells run dry
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Gypsy Lane (HD Flash version) · Album: New York City Songs (2007) available via cdbaby.com · You can also listen to my songs online via Rhapsody.
Left turn on Gypsy Lane
Stumbled across an ancient friend
Someone I had lost long ago
Laughed at me thought I had died
Half our lives just slipped by
Lost that dream of long ago
Don’t know where time was taken
Thrown down torn and shaken
Don’t know why but it’s true
His fortune was scratched on his arms and face
Condemned to walk around this place
Playing on a tambourine from long ago
Hey play that song "The Orphan Child"
Tried to sing it, I tried to smile
Gypsy moved away long ago
Don’t know where time was taken
Thrown down torn and shaken
Don’t know why but it’s true
Didn’t think I could make it
Kept a walking not forsaken
Don’t know why but it’s true
Just a walking, too much rain fallin’ down
Just a talking, so much pain going on
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