Bad Blood

There’s a buzz in a desperate air
Neon light flashes the wretched affair
As the cars groan by I’m stoned
Fixing to get my way home
On a restless street on a boulevard
A block uptown from the Wreckin' Yard
I’m twitchin' and towering low
On a bitter cold night in a domino snow
I’m heading down the main line
Half shut eyes callin' time
In a 30 second blood rush
On a freezing night in a chest warm blush
Radio churns a tasteless tune
I can smell the burn from the hot spoon
Heavy arms, bloody vest
White in the East, black tar in the West
Clubbers and strollers go round as I stoop
Moviegoers cross, stay out of the loop
Suicide brakes in a vapour filled choke
A Kenworth rolls by in a propanol smoke
I’m heading down the main line
Half shut eyes callin' time
In a 30 second blood rush
On a freezing night in a chest warm blush
Bagman says «Hello my old friend»
«Today's special is a superior blend»
Window pane unveiled its frame of mind
And caught my eye through a piss yellow blind