BOWERY BUMS from 7 SONGS by Rick Berlin (now playing w/ THE NICKEL & DIME BAND)
Tracklist
| 3. | BOWERY BUMS | 4:24 |
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Lyrics
bowery bums
well we didn't fit in but hilly liked us
so we played his club a lot
everybody there was all punked out
n we could hardly rock, yeah
n patti sat in the back of the bar
she gonna steal a drummer
n joey hid the shadows
like james dean's long lost lover
n seymor signed one crazy band
one right after the other
n fame was droolin' at th' door
he looked jes' like
joe strummer, yeah
n lou showed up he looked so cool
his scratchy shades in wonder
cuz nothin's hotter then standin' near
the cusp of the undiscovered, oh yeah
+ they were there a lot at night
drinkin' at hilly's bar
television, heads n mumps n blondie
n ramones shootin' bullets at th' stars
n danny caught it all
n hilly made it happen
guitar, a flash, a photograph
n lyrics written
on a bloody napkin, yeah
hipsters n dopers they all the same
like the slime behind th' stares
a bathroom stuck w/ needles
n love jes' like
despair, yeah
you always hope the scenes you love
would someday have a place for you
paris in the 20's or hippies in the haight
n cbgb's made us new
but we were most peripheral
n danced a awkward dance
somebody hold the hair outa my eyes
n give me ah, a 2nd chance, yeah
a pair o' tits, a switchblade
a pretty krishna boy
a piece o the rock i spit it out
black stars become white noise, yeah
Credits
same as album







