This is some kind of a vacation
We behave nicely
And sit together like alligators on the beach
Like alligators lay on each other
But it means nothing. like that
And there's a commotion in our lungs
Arriving sometime
But we don't have the schedule
I think it arrives when it does
The downtown boys have gone
The streets are quiet at night
No more yelling in the parking garages
Or revving up old classics
No no no more of that
I ate my first meal this morning
It woke me up
I had been sleeping for days
Carried away under the canopy shade
I grabbed my sunglasses and my felt hat
And rose seven stories
And i rolled my cufflinks back
The downtown boys have gone
The streets are quiet at night
No more yelling in the parking garages
Or revving up old classics
No no no more of that