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  • Post flow flow my dome is still steaming
  • Passing cheap hotels toward home to get dreaming
  • The city sky is starless on foot because I'm carless
  • But the thirty block walk from the spot is not the farthest
  • That I've gone I move on kept company by neon
  • Lights 3 a.m. tonight the air is like freon
  • Fifty in my pocket not much but I can't knock it
  • Getting paid to light the mic up like a bulb in a socket
  • Flip the switch tonight I saw it in their eyes
  • The Fingers kept it live the energy never died
  • It wouldn't be denied 214 Burnside
  • We kept their heads moving even kids outside
  • You can see them on the street through the stage door gate
  • Ten o'clock even when it gets late
  • Pass the mic at the end of the night to Dave Queen
  • Then come back on Tuesday check out Sid the Tennesseans Tony
  • Green and Stella yeah I remember Tuesdays
  • No bad things now bring me back to hear the new play
  • I'll stay late with D.J. Sass until the next day
  • ***** Key Largo take me back to the X-Ray
  • Take me back to the X-Ray
  • My fingers are frozen my coat is soaked through
  • My toes are past numb we've got a hundred more to do
  • They're only getting wetter got to get another up
  • Luke loads the stapler then he slaps the hammer shut
  • Tack tack tack down the right then the left side
  • If you see Five-O then you'd better step hide
  • Wait until they pass and come around the block again
  • Time to go back to work before this late night ends
  • Over on my left he's holding up another poster
  • Pushing up the corner as the staple falls close to
  • His index finger as his breath lingers in the air
  • Water trickles up his arm he doesn't seem to care
  • He doesn't wear gloves they make it hard to grab the paper
  • On a late night caper with a state of the art stapler
  • Damn it's getting cold but still we've got to pass the word
  • Plastering the poles from Hawthorne to twenty third
  • But not in front of Fred's or Crocodile they'll tear them down
  • And never cover the X-Ray's 'cause they support the sound
  • Luke will tack it back if it belongs to a friend
  • But if you cover his you'll never see your shit again so watch your
  • Posters...
  • Here we go again after the show again I've got to hit the
  • Streets work my feet and get my flow again
  • All alone and then I feel the pavement on my aching feet
  • Dawn will come before this trip's complete
  • Concrete and light rain stain the city I was born in
  • I hardly feel alive as the horizon whispers morning
  • Walking on train tracks from halls where the name's at
  • I wanted to clear my head but once again all of the pain's back
  • I'm torn between the place I'm in and where I want to be
  • Faith won't wait kid so what's it gonna be
  • Forget it and let it go take no as the answer
  • Or if you choose to do it better get serious as cancer
  • But see I took a peek and looked deep into it
  • And after what I saw I'm not so sure I should pursue it
  • Still I know a half-step is likely to be my last step
  • And playing live beats nine to fives so thrive or hit the casket

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