Testo Downtown Nowhere's Blues - Peter Case
Testo della canzone Downtown Nowhere's Blues (Peter Case), tratta dall'album Doctor Moan
At the round o'clock diner on a weekday night
T and the gang try to start a fight
Political talk that don't make sense
They crowd around a table and the room gets tense
And you know we don't get along downtown nowhere
At the counter on a microdose of LSD
She fiddles with the jukebox and her destiny
The walls are new, the food is dust
The song keeps playing to T's disgust
And you know we don't get along downtown nowhere
You know we don't get along
You know we don't get along downtown nowhere
You know we don't get along
You know we don't get along downtown nowhere
At the back table there's a kid in painting vans
Who just got back from Afghanistan
Candy-colored stripes and shapes go far
They can airbrush a galaxy on your car
And they're trying not to get along downtown nowhere
Out front by the curb they're making noise
A bunch of old men who act like boys
Big T turns to me while I'm trying to chew
He says, "If I had a dog half as ugly as you
I'd make him walk backwards through downtown nowhere"
You know we don't get along
You know we don't get along downtown nowhere
You know we don't get along
You know we don't get along downtown nowhere
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Writer(s): Peter Case
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