Paul Simon - Wristband (Live From A Prairie Home Companion) lyrics

I stepped outside the backstage door to breathe some nicotine And maybe check my mailbox, see if I can read the screen Then I heard a click, the stage door lock I knew just what that meant I'm gonna have to walk around the block if I wanna get it in Wristband, my man, you've got to have a wristband If you don't have a wristband, my man, you don't get through the door Wristband, my man, you've got to have a wristband And if you don't have a wristband, my man, you don't get through the door I can explain it, I don't know why my heart beats like a fist When I meet some dude with an attitude saying "hey, you can't do that, or this" And the man was large, a well-dressed six-foot-eight And he's acting like Saint Peter standing guard at the pearly... Wristband, my man, you've got to have a wristband If you don't have a wristband, you don't get through the door And I said "Wristband? I don't need a wristband My axe is on the bandstand, my band is on the floor" I mean it's just... (Wristband) (Wristband) (Wristband) (Wristband) (Wristband) (Wristband) (Wristband) The riots started slowly with the homeless and the lowly Then they spread into the heartland towns that never get a wristband Kids that can't afford the cool brand whose anger is a short-hand For you'll never get a wristband and if you don't have a wristband then you can't get through the door No you can't get through the door No you can't get through the door Say you can't get through the door, no