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Current song lyrics
Well it's 9th and Hennepin<br />And all the donuts have<br />Names that sound like prostitutes<br />And the moon's teeth marks are<br />On the sky like a tarp thrown over all this<br />And the broken umbrellas like<br />Dead birds and the steam<br />Comes out of the grill like<br />The whole goddamned town is ready to blow.<br />And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos<br />And everyone is behaving like dogs.<br />And the horses are coming down Violin Road<br />And Dutch is dead on his feet<br />And the rooms all smell like diesel<br />And you take on the<br />Dreams of the ones who have slept here.<br />And I'm lost in the window<br />I hide on the stairway<br />I hang in the curtain<br />I sleep in your hat<br />And no one brings anything<br />Small into a bar around here.<br />They all started out with bad directions<br />And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear,<br />One for every year he's away she said, such<br />A crumbling beauty, but there's<br />Nothing wrong with her that<br />$100 won't fix, she has that razor sadness<br />That only gets worse<br />With the clang and thunder of the<br />Southern Pacific going by<br />As the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet<br />Till you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin<br />And you spill out<br />Over the side to anyone who'll listen<br />And I've seen it all<br />I've seen it all through the yellow windows<br />Of the evening train.
New song lyrics
Well it's 9th and Hennepin<br />And all the donuts have<br />Names that sound like prostitutes<br />And the moon's teeth marks are<br />On the sky like a tarp thrown over all this<br />And the broken umbrellas like<br />Dead birds and the steam<br />Comes out of the grill like<br />The whole goddamned town is ready to blow.<br />And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos<br />And everyone is behaving like dogs.<br />And the horses are coming down Violin Road<br />And Dutch is dead on his feet<br />And the rooms all smell like diesel<br />And you take on the<br />Dreams of the ones who have slept here.<br />And I'm lost in the window<br />I hide on the stairway<br />I hang in the curtain<br />I sleep in your hat<br />And no one brings anything<br />Small into a bar around here.<br />They all started out with bad directions<br />And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear,<br />One for every year he's away she said, such<br />A crumbling beauty, but there's<br />Nothing wrong with her that<br />$100 won't fix, she has that razor sadness<br />That only gets worse<br />With the clang and thunder of the<br />Southern Pacific going by<br />As the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet<br />Till you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin<br />And you spill out<br />Over the side to anyone who'll listen<br />And I've seen it all<br />I've seen it all through the yellow windows<br />Of the evening train.
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