black and brown blues

baby let's get dressed up

i got two pairs of shoes

darling you look so beautiful

when your hair's all hung in jewels

and sometimes i find it really hard to choose

between a pair of black and a pair of brown shoes

when i'm high on batwings

up by the silvery moon

i think of a certain sad-eyed king

trapped in his golden room

and i dream of a cold river on the way

to come and sweep that king into this black and brown bay

well the water looks like jewelry

when it's coming out the spout

and nothing could make me feel better

than a wet kiss on the mouth

fake id's and honey bees

the jagged skyline of car keys

i never knew a bird could fly so low

rub out the catlight

rub out the village

red and white exit light

that's exodus damage

why don't people think of who they use?

why don't you try and come and get me: black and brown blues

it's raining triple sec in tchula

and the radio plays crazy train"