Michelle Shocked - Picotesque lyrics

Across the street they're raising wolves And it don't take much to make them cry A fire truck or a car alarm Police drive by with their sirens on And suddenly they're running with the pack And remembering the call of the wild They cry ooo ooo Pastor Leon, he's the neighbor to my right Twice on Sunday and every week night He cranks up the PA, his wife is the choir And they start preaching like a house on fire And then his wife gets happy and begins to shout Allelujah Allelujah! and then they all fall out They cry Allelujah! Glorio! Glorio de Dios! Baby pull on your old Dan Posts Fire up that old GTO And take me on a little ride down Pico Now you're riding down Pico Boulevard and for the first time You notice how many churches Foursquare Baptist Catholic Cathedrals Buddhist Temples Synagogues Mosques Keith Dominion COGIC Pentacost Iglesias de Cristos Iglesias de Dios and the Sweet (swear to God) Aroma of Jesus Down by the hardware store men are pitching pennies Or standing by the paint store dressed in white Or waiting by their trucks to hire for haul Or collecting cans in shopping carts Or carrying guitars and accordions Into cantinas and restaurants Or selling onramp oranges or offramp roses Or ringing bells for 'paletas' 'raspados' Or standing by a pay telephone With a baby carriage and a beeper on With last night's sermon still ringing in my ear Allelujah! Allelujah! Don't despair....