9th & Hennepin

Well it's ninth and hennepin

All the doughnuts have names that sound like prostitutes

And the moon's teeth marks are on the sky

Like a tarp thrown all over this

And the broken umbrellas like dead birds

And the steam comes out of the grill

Like the whole goddamn town's ready to blow...

And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos

And everyone is behaving like dogs

And the horses are coming down violin road

And dutch is dead on his feet

And all the rooms they smell like diesel

And you take on the dreams of the ones who have slept here

And i'm lost in the window, and i hide in the stairway

And i hang in the curtain, and i sleep in your hat...

And no one brings anything small into a bar around here

They all started out with bad directions

And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear

"one for every year he's away", she said

Such a crumbling beauty, ah

There's nothing wrong with her that a hundred dollars won't fix

She has that razor sadness that only gets worse

With the clang and the thunder of the southern pacific going by

And the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet

'til you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin

And you spill out over the side to anyone who will listen...

And i've seen it all, i've seen it all

Through the yellow windows of the evening train...






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