Chris Bathgate - The Last Parade On Ann St. lyrics

The last parade on Ann Street babe Was when the frost leaves sounded like gla** When we burned down the whole damn block With a wink and just one match Well the site I reside in now It's new grove but same old ghosts But I owe to the one before Cause it's the one that stained my voice But the last one Yeah the last one Was to burn us out