Songs:Oughta Go Around (82968)

Lyrics

Out on the street where the gutter crawl,
with the neon shine at the dead man ball.
With the moonlight shining in her hair,
with the ballroom eyes that say beware.
With the leather boat on the pavement night,
with the covert transaction haloed streetlight.
With all my friends who could not be named,
with all the saints who could not be blamed.
With the darkness armor ghosts and jewels.
pills and paintbrush six-string tools.
Learning to fly before we can fall and hey

You and me, we ought to go around.
With the subway ride that is rhythm bound,
with hearts on fire lost and found.
With the 3 AM coffee stop,
with the lower east side diner blow your top
With the glowing knife blade twinkling blue,
with the first edition Howl stuck like glue.
With the lose your heart on 6th and A,
with the fall apart but baby, that's okay. And hey.

I walk 47 miles of guitar chord, I use a marshall stack for a necktie,
I got a Graceland mansion with a Cream Magazine highway,
made out of old 45's.
I got a tombstone chimney that sits on top, made up of car-crash teeth.
Take a little transatlantic flight with me honey and tell me,
d-d-d-o you love me?

With every building calling embraceable you,
I see no evil and you don't too.
I see mansions,
I see dreams and in my head a carnival with joyous screams.
Where are the tombstone New York Dolls?
Where is the melody that never falls?
Where is the vision that won't go away?
Come one city give me your best right hook today.