Song Length |
4:47 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Jonny stepped out in the pouring rain
Saying "what ya gotta do to get ahead of the game
In this crazy world?"
Then a bus went by and it soaked his shoes
With a splash of rainwater, piss and booze
And his mind unfurled
Rita got drunk on Italian beer
And a hurricane was slamming up against her ears
Until the morning came
She was lying there on a Persian rug
With her lips curled over a coffee mug
When the telephone rang
Chorus:
Raze the sun
Shoot down the stars
And I'll have nothing to say to you
Kennel trucks racing on the FDR
Swerving in between the bumpers of the dirty cars
Making pretty good time
Ambulance siren's wailing on and on
Heart attack victim's gonna be long gone
And it's closing time
Political rhetoric and pseudo-Zen
Cutting off the circulation to the brains of men
Sitting at the top
They'll scratch themselves and look so content
But at the end of the day, they won't make a dent
In this melted pot
Chorus
Bridge:
Sometimes in the darkest corners
Lies the brightest hope
You think that it's a cobra
But it turns into a rope
Renegade radicals and circus clowns
Try to knock a bigger portion of your psyche down
But don't worry, no
We're hiring the best engineers
From Santa Fe to Diyarbakir
To start the energy flow
Chorus