Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "All so many eyes." (From the CD, SIRENS on U-tube)
Dark-night-City
Nobody wants to lend U an ear
And don't look to Me
Cause I think I owe U money?
Investigation: Hey"
U need a psychiatrist
and to ask me to
"look" U in the eye
seems, plain dumb?
One Man's meat
sez the Hooker eyes are bright
but they're dead
as a neon
in the noon-day light?
And WHO the hell told U
that I was "On the Move"
When it's all I can DO
to just Groove along?
All so many eyes
have NO Christ tonight,
2 plum holes in a muddy face?
All so many eyes
go to die, tonight
lost the race?
Some-ones playin' "Big-Con";
better not be on Me;
I got no money troubles
I got no money;
but U could HIT me real low
(if only U knew?)
over Love, but I won't tell ya?
U, Me and this BAR-MAN,
We're Actors in a Play:
Is it Comic, is it Tragic?
And seems we're STUCK
for the rest of our Love;
Because these ENCORES
never want to go away?
And all so many eyes
go to die tonight,
2 plum holes in a muddy face;
all so many eyes
go to die tonight
lost the race?
c2017/davedelacroix/san jose, Costa Rica.
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