My Narrow Mind
wicked, wicked
from the mouth i spout - o lord
don' let these thoughts come out
my knees they knock and my feet they fail
the thoughts i think i see your face turn pale
take my hand an' you will see - the one in the wayback
take my hand an' you will be the one atop the swayback
your word so pretty
yes i love that sound
my heart like a hammer does pound
my breath it leaves me to speak it
my legs they tremble to the ground
wish i was a bible thumpin' fool
ye from the old school
a mind as narrow as the road i walk
always upright when i talk but
take my hand and you will see...
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Up in the morning got to get outside
A few hours early to get some overtime
The sun splashes on the wall right after dawn
Charge his battery got to last all night
Coffee and a cigarette starts his day off right
In Central Park a dog runs across the lawn
Regrets
Work every day just trying to stay ahead
Slaving like an animal he wishes he was dead
Uptown downtown through the underground
New York subways make a certain sound
Everybody's got somewhere to go
He thinks to himself as he looks to check the time
The latent images in other peoples minds
Autumn m
A few hours early to get some overtime
The sun splashes on the wall right after dawn
Charge his battery got to last all night
Coffee and a cigarette starts his day off right
In Central Park a dog runs across the lawn
Regrets
Work every day just trying to stay ahead
Slaving like an animal he wishes he was dead
Uptown downtown through the underground
New York subways make a certain sound
Everybody's got somewhere to go
He thinks to himself as he looks to check the time
The latent images in other peoples minds
Autumn m