Joan Of Arc - I Trust A Litter Of Kittens Still Keeps The Colosseum lyrics

I saw the two chevy minuet in the alley I heard Maggie call 'Hello' to a toilet flushing And Angie say she guesses I'm not home Sammy laughed 'Maybe Grandpa's napping in his chair -- Eyes half open and head thrown back His teeth slip to tempt his chin.' I was a shivering bombadier when I married Maggie Angie was eight months old when I first said Hello She was thirteen when I lost her When She'd grown too big to dance on her daddy's toes And I was but what 23 in Memphis 22 through Dresden and Essen My think weak tin canteen's bent seam's slow dribble wet My hip with each step I learned my airport and train station lessons in The heavy heave and whistle of my breath And now here I am in my own uptown closet Alone with my cauliflower nose But on an overnight train home Over open dirt years ago I lost what I'd known all along And from then on it would be only to myself I'd belong And is this my last stand? A call to arms to lower back and finally stop asking Each other what's wrong All the time