I hear the city singing like
a siren choir
some fool tried to set this
town on fire
tv preacher screams "come
on along"
I feel like fay wray face
to face with king kong
but mama just wants to barrelhouse
all night long
sometimes i wonder what i am
I feel like i'm living in
a hologram
it doesn't seem to matter
what's right or wrong
everybody's grabbing and coming
on strong
but mama just wants to barrelhouse
all night long
(jan. 19/73 Toronto)
(..where
else?)
Marco Giunco |
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