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