been on the bus

since a quarter to one

i'm bakin like a chicken

on the bus in the settin sun

home home home

under the window

is that a shot or a car

i don't know i dont know i dont know



city smoke and city choke and crackin open

i hear the city screaming

i hear the city screaming

24 hours all night all day

the city hums and boils and cracks and beats away

?(stow)? them around stick em over a fire

no wonder everybody's strung up tighter than a god damn piano wire



city smoke and city choke and crackin open

i hear the city screaming

i hear the city sream

crack the whip and

mr. jack knife

we are doing the trip on the corner underneath the street light late night

oneof the home boys just take it on home sweet home

well you can blow your own self away

but leave the rest of us alone



the city die and city cry and you and I say

i hear the city screaming

i hear the city screaming

i hear the city screaming

i hear the city screaming