Tim Buckley - Down in the street

Down in the street There's a gunshot warnin' Here comes that blue parade Ready to save the day; Down in the street There's a whole block burning Shout out for rent control I ride the gang patrol; Oh it's just another sign That summer's comin', City wars and flash floods and tornados, Festivals for rock and roll season Beach talk baseball and a handy houshold hymns; Yes it's true in the U.S. of A. There's lots of room at the top, Oh but you can't sit down, On, no you can't sit down And don't you know that boudoir Looks just a ball and chain Oh, no you can't sit down All through the night You hear gunshot warnings This time it wasn't you, Paid your dues; All through the night You hear the city moaning But be a tomcat prowling Baby, your stomach's growling; Oh, it's just another sign That summer's comin', City wars and flash floods and tornados, Festivals for rock and roll season Beach talk baseball and a handy household hymns;