my long narrative....
by: james k
untitled, by jk
well, just south of cowtown
there's a place you have to see
It's a trailor park and kind of dark
if you know what i mean
It's just south a the loop
on a street called Anglin Drive
But if you pull in there
You might not come out alive
So let me tell you the deal
and what goes on down there
what lives and dies on anglin steet
should stay on anglin drive
and what's dead and buried on that street
should stay on anglin drive
When you turn in, there's some
burned out units on your left and right
And i swear sometimes I've seen gargoyles
Looking down with angry eyes
Make no mistake, youre headed to h**l
If you continue down that path
And if you go down in there
lies are true sometimes
devils could be gods
and the jokers are the clowns
what lives and dies on anglin steet
should stay on anglin drive
but what's dead and buried on that street
should stay on anglin drive
But any how, I went down in there
And sure enough, I met this gal
Suzi was her name
and once I went down there, everything
turned upside down
she was hanging out her laundry
and I was on my lunch break
sometimes we would chat
and sometimes i would score
but somehow, all a that
lead to something more
what lives and dies on anglin steet
should stay on anglin drive
and what's dead and buried on that street
should stay on anglin drive
yeah she had an old man
who was always at work or drunk
suzi said he was a punk
and when i busted his nose
he agreed and gave up his bunk.......
he was out and i was in
and, man was i ever in
she and i made love everywhere
on the floor the bed the couch
sometimes we made it outdoors
suzi was selling so much dope
sometimes i felt like her w***e
we had so much money
i quit my day job and became
the guy who answered the door
we buried coffee cans of cash
all around the yard
we also buried pistol whipped dead bodies
in that same grassy yard
but i never killed a dead-beat
woman or a man
i just made love to suzi
and sometimes answered the door
see, suzi had these two guys,
one was john and the other james
i never knew which was which, i just let 'em in
but they sold a lot of stuff
and i guess two of their boys didnt pay up
j and j, the joker boys, took things in their hands
one night they showed up with
these guys in their trunk
the dead-beats were both dead
tied and gagged, with bullets in their head
i dug a very deep hole
tossed 'em in, and laid them to rest
h**l, i even forgave their sins
but one day i went to taco bell
with a wad of cash in my pants
when i got back the park was lit up
LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE
with red flashing lights to see
i went on south, took a left, then headed back north
i hit that loop and didnt look back
that is until the coast was clear
that night found me digging up
all those cans of cash
what lives and dies on anglin steet
should stay on anglin drive
and what's dead and buried on that street
should stay on anglin drive
suzi didnt know what hit her
she was just to stoned to know
yeah, we still talk sometimes
when shes allowed to use the phone
she's doing a forty
as are most a the trailor park
i got out with all the money
BUT my new girl doesnt like it
when suzi calls on our phone
but every time i try and sleep
i'm haunted by the sound
those gargoyles are screaming
'bout dead-beats under ground
just take my word, dont ever go down there!
what lives and dies on anglin steet
should stay on anglin drive
and what's dead and buried on that street
should stay on anglin drive
just take my word, don't ever go down there!
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