Alejandro Escovedo - Bottom Of The World lyrics

Austin's changed, it's true Show me what hasn't Tonight the TV's throwing colors on the wall As watches cities of the world reduced to ashes From where I sit, at the bottom of the world Oh, there used to be a phone booth Down here on every corner He used to call me up just to say my name But now anybody get is a busy signal No I can't call home, from the bottom of the world She said, hey paper boy Don't you think it's time you delivered I said say the word, your wish is my command You may think you know all there is to know about me You might think the beast is in the cage But everything you see is just an illusion It's about to get real, at the bottom of the world Oh, hey little boy, little boy you look a little frightened For these awful kind of streets for walking alone So why don't you get yourself home back to Houston I don't think you're ready, for the bottom of the world No I don't think you're ready, for the bottom of the world.