The Beaten Side Of Town

I woke up this morning from a crazy dream:
The Earth was a turning ball of fire
Satan and the Pilgrims had wiped the scene
And I became their twisted gun for hire
Don’t let 'em getcha, boy, now use your head
The lights they’re coming 'round again
«Run like a demon, boy,» is what they said
And then began to count from one to ten
So now I’m tryin' to get out of the city
You know where I can be found:
The beaten side of town…
Won’t never let you down
I woke up this morning from a crazy dream:
The Earth was a burning ball of fire
I crawled right inside the spaces in-between
A miracle of science to admire
But everybody knows the way the story goes:
She’ll love you once and leave you once again
The wind sends a shiver from your head to toes
Whispers that you’ve reached your living end
So now I’m tryin' to get out of the city
You know where I can be found:
The beaten side of town…
Don’t never let me down
I woke up this morning from a crazier dream:
The Earth was a churning ball of fire
The Dragunovs were sniping
As I swam upstream
And then I saw a temple with a spire
There was a sign saying «Welcome all you deists, agnostics, and Buddhists,
Muslims and Christians, Caucasians, junkies and wrecker-heads, blue-lights and
deadbeats, homos and heteros and Negroes and down-lows
Speed-freaks and tweakers, pimps without sneakers, the handy the pure and the
atheist Nehru, and the peoples from countries in far-away places,
stupid ideas that the public embraces.»
We all were invited with mostly resignation
But that was only a dream…
The beaten side of town
And now I’m goin' down