Sax scream in the alley, midnight halo over gum-stained gravel Short steps on cracked cement I bend notes round corners, whole block turn to a vinyl travelogue unravel Short breath, cold vent Cardboard halo on the curb, broke kid moonwalk in a thrifted flannel rabble Short rent, no tent Neon sax in the rain, in the rain, in the rain Short phrase, long pain Backseat raps in the dark, in the dark, in the dark, heavy chain Short flame, long stain Spin that mirrorball prayer over scars, over bars, over brain Short name, big vein Snare tap, ashtray brim, I got ghosts doing two-step in my solo Low hum, old sins Trumpet curl round a grin, crooked halo over rum and Rolo Low funds, cold winds My thoughts jitter on the offbeat, gold teeth in a Komodo Low drums, bold spins Who tuning all this hurt to the key of the streetlamp hum Short hum, long numb Who pouring all this month-end stress in a red plastic cup till it turn plum Neon sax in the rain, in the rain, in the rain Short phrase, long pain Backseat raps in the dark, in the dark, in the dark, heavy chain Short flame, long stain Spin that mirrorball prayer over scars, over bars, over brain Short name, big vein Spin, spin, spin, dusty halo on my chin, I’m a cheap cologne saint on the floor Short floor Grin, grin, grin, every debt, every sin do a shoulder-roll right to the door Short door Who score my mistakes with a hi-hat ticking, little time-bomb tour Short core
