Shakedown nineteen seven nine,
Cool kids never have the time.
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet.
Junebug skipping like a stone
With headlights pointed at the dawn.
We were sure we'd never see
An end to it all.
And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues,
And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below.
Double cross the vacant and the bored,
They're not sure just what we have in store.
Morphine city slippin' dues down to see:
That we don't even care as restless as we are,
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts.
And poured cement,
Lamented and assured.
To the lights and towns below,
Faster than the speed of sound,
Faster than we thought we'd go beneath the sound of hope.
Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and ghouls.
No a-pologies ever need be made,
I know you better than you fake it to see:
That we don't even care to shake these zipper blues,
And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess,
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below.
The street heats the urgency of now.
As you see there's no one around.