Lyrics

Sands of Babylon

The junkies on the corners call me the Flash
Cause my chair is painted red and yellow
You gotta plug it in at night and it's not very fast
Goddamn I miss my Camaro

There was this dead dog lying on the side of the road
Next to some kid's wagon
How could we know it would explode
Fourth day in Bagdad

They saved my life but not my legs
Now I only run when I'm dreaming
Wound up in this some little flea bag motel
East side of Cleveland

Most days I have me a couple shots
Just to get a little high
I roll on down to the railroad bridge
To watch the trains go by
A hundred cars, a mile long
Loud and dirty and hard and strong
I let them carry me along
Far from the sands of Babylon


I panhandle when the weather's not so bad
Made a little sign that says "I did my duty"
But most of the time people look straight ahead
Or else they look right through me

Lately I've been spend my days watching the soaps
Order from the take out menu
Met a couple women but I can never get it up
Least I have the Playboy Channel

(Chorus)

Lately my legs have been hurting a lot
Docs say it's all in my head
It's strange that I feel the things I don't have
And the things that I do have feel dead

Today I=m gonna finish the bottle off
Kiss this dump goodbye
Roll onto the tracks under the bridge
Until that train comes by
A hundred cars and a mile long
long and hard and dirty and strong
Gonna let it carry me along
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