This is some kind of a vacation We behave nicely And sit together like alligators on the beach Like alligators lay on each other But it means nothing. like that And there's a commotion in our lungs Arriving sometime But we don't have the schedule I think it arrives when it does The downtown boys have gone The streets are quiet at night No more yelling in the parking garages Or revving up old cla**ics
No no no more of that I ate my first meal this morning It woke me up I had been sleeping for days Carried away under the canopy shade I grabbed my sungla**es and my felt hat And rose seven stories And i rolled my cufflinks back The downtown boys have gone The streets are quiet at night No more yelling in the parking garages Or revving up old cla**ics No no no more of that