Bon Voyage

i aint got no luggage draggin me around analyzin all
of yer problems walkin lookin at the groundtheres gotta
be more to this there knockin down all the bricks the
wall is gone and nothins done ingreedients are thick
smacked back in the streets theyve cashed in on the
chest of broadway i saw yer picture in the paper i
thought about a century later and everybody whos was
in it is ashes in incinerators