Drink up baby, stay up all night With the things you could do, you won't but you might The potential you'll be that you'll never see The promises you'
You walk down Alameda Shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone Like some precious only son Face down, bow to the champion You walk down Alameda
At a party, he was waiting Looking kind of spooky and withdrawn Like he could be underwater The mighty mother with her hundred arms Swept all aside I
Two dollar color pictures from a photo booth Dirty stepped on lying out on the floor of their room Faces fell long in the half light He looks all wrong
Concrete hands picked up the telephone ring Do you know who you're talking to? No, and I don't care who She whispered quiet terror news He didn't give
Last call, he was sick of it all, asleep at home Told you off and goodbye Well, you know one day it'll come to haunt you That you didn't tell him quite
Thought you'd be looking for the next in line to love then ignore Put out and put away And so you'd soon be leaving me alone like I'm supposed to be Tonight
Start stop and start, stupid acting smart Flirting with the flicks, you say it's just for kicks You'll be the victim of your own dirty tricks You got
I'll tell you why I don't want to know where you are I got a joke I been dying to tell you A silent kid is looking down the barrel To make the noise that
For a change she got out before he hurt her bad Took her records and clothes and pictures of her boy It really made her sad, packed it up and didn't look
He played himself Didn't need me to give him hell He could be cool and cruel to you and me Knew we'd put up with anything I wanna hurt him I want to
They asked me to come down and watch the parade To march down the street like the Duracell bunny With a wink and a wave from the cavalcade Throwing out
We arrived too late Our mouths were opening I turned off the light So come on night You're a witness, you You've seen me interrupt A good old fashioned
I had tender feelings that you made hard But it's your heart, not mine, that's scarred So when I go home, I'll be happy to go You're just somebody that
I got a question mark You got a need to always take some shot in the dark I don't have to make pretend the picture I'm in is totally clear You think that
Got bitten fingernails and a head full of the past And everybody's gone at last A sweet sweet smile that's fading fast 'Cause everybody's gone at last
A wallflower punch talks to Judy In a crowded corner where anybody can listen in But they don't read page to page or speak easy Now they're gonna go say
She took the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue She locked the car an' slipped past into rhythmic quietude Lights burning, voice dry and hoarse I threw