: I stood stonelike at midnight suspended in my masquerade I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade I was open to pain
: Hey bus driver keep the change, bless your children, give them names, Don't trust men who walk with canes, drink this and you'll grow wings on your
: Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman Did a double-quick back flip and slid across the floor The Catholic traffic flowed freely 'cross the river And
got away Other said they were caught and brought back But still young pilgrims to this day Go to that spot way down by the railroad track Where the Troopers
: Well Billy bought a Chevy '40 coupe deluxe Chrome wheels, stick shift, give her gas, pop the clutch Girls on the corner like a diamond they shine Someday
: Sleepy town ain't got the guts to budge This emptiness has already been judged I wanna go out tonight I wanna find out what I got You're a strange
: I ain't lookin' for just excitement Baby that's just a fact If you want to get to her heart You better let her know just where you're at It ain't written
: From the tin rooftop the little boy did watch The procession down through town Through the museum where Daniel whupped the Devil With them boys from
: You stare in the mirror at the lines in your face And you try to see, girl The way things were when we were at your place In the days it was just you
seat There's nothing to lose, it's a heartbreak The deck's stacked So put your foot to the floor and darling don't look back We're making night tracks
: I had a dream our love would last forever I had a dream tonight my dream comes true And if you'll hold me tight We'll be riders, girl, on the night
: There's flying angels on your fire escape They lie to your mama for you, try to keep you safe You're with them fire alley virgins on a midnight vamp
on the night I walk the street, I'm lookin' for romance I end up stumblin' in some stupid half-trance As I watch the lovers mix with circumstance We watch the disco
: The midnight boys are outside Scraping tears up off the street Standin' guard beneath the window Where only Linda sleeps The leader is a kid named
the Bronx Hung off the line She slips, she slides, she shops, she bops, she bumps, she grinds Even them dance hall hacks From the west side of the tracks
: Mary queen of Arkansas, it's not too early for dreamin' The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming Mary, my queen,
the heat It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead As the tracks clack out the rhythm
Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman Did a double-quick back flip and slid across the floor The Catholic traffic flowed freely 'cross the river And
