Easter block is running dry tonight
An' the girl I loved is gone
Saturday has twisted away from me again
I don't see no way of stayin' sane

Either the Gods are making fun of me
Or I'm just meant to be lost at sea
These weren't the stories mama read to me
Makes me want to scream out in flat E

Ten hours past while the whistle blower's crying
Nothing left to do but get busy dying
Block party in my PM shift sounds float n' drift
Cops are sounding off on a red an' blue riff

The night don't lift in this part of town
An' men and women make all sorts of sounds
Quarter made during my early lunch break
When she left she just called me fake

Don't you worry cause' I'm still fighting here
Coolers open an' I need to grab a cool beer
Windows are smashed as the robber's dashed off
A smile is the one thing that'll make a man soft