Nodding off to a forefront that was never mine
I got no wristwatch so I ain't got the time
Soon to be moving through a thicket of muck
All in all I go lower and lower in luck

Ten nickels naked shine bright in my hand
Bus coming fast can't wait for another plan
Each hour alone with her is an hour well spent
Soon I know my heart will be good an' bent

Take the 3pm so I deny the heavy pain
To hope for love is to hope for inevitable rain
Streets are dirtied these faces are broken
Bed is a creaking people wish to be well spoken

Crooning bar man top hat black made of silk
Pours his cereal with whiskey and milk
Laughs to the moon through his playing tune
You were the father the brother the loon

Uptight gypsy maid pour me my drink!
At the end of this day I ain't trying to think!
I'm out on the street trying to beat the heat
California dreaming struggling with the elite

At the neck break dawn crying loud is death's near sound
Money cashed banks are closed knowing there's nowhere to go
A pound on the door the lady the women I'm getting summoned
Out the window through the alley don't push your luck Smiley

Now that the time is here the rhymes are weakening
I mentioned myself here but couldn't listen or hear
Now I'm someone new feel blue how bout' you?
I'll see you soon on the roof or in some corner cafe booth

No one in this town is making any noise
Oh how I wish there weren't any truth to that