Crass Shadows (at Walden Pawn)

I used to hock primordial truths in the faces of men

now I'm down here pacing the pawnshop pulling IOUs out of ATMs

I'll be soaring home tonight in confusing winds (in confusing winds)

on balding wings with Dionysianly loose-leaf friends

when I come down, we'll let the truth begin

when I come down to Walden Pawn

Walden Pawn on Spring

I'll bring what's left of my things

my heart sank like an informant in a lake

it left a trail of blood and dishonor with a list of aliases in its wake

sometimes the view of the chapel from here is enough to make your genitals ache

I'll get a room above a vet hall in Clarksville for the night where I'll revert to my original shape

when I come down I fear I'll be a little too late

I'll be sittin' Shiva, suckin' my thumb

mesmerized by the damage I've done

my wings in these winds are like candles to sun

yes, I have a plan (yes, I have a plan) yes, I have a plan and my plan is to run

run on down to Walden Pawn (Walden Pawn)

I'll bring what's left of my things

a baseball bat, a Song of Love' fake, an axe

your diamond ring, my magic wand

I'ma mouth a little something to the money machine

and take a swing at gettin' gone

my heart sang like an informant on the stand

it sang The Song of Love' for His Honor

now my drinking buddies don't know where I am

I'll be soaring home tonight less than volant, more than man

my wings are candles to sun your life a torch in my hand

crass shadows (crass shadows) crass shadows cast over the land

I pass a room above a vet hall in Clarksville on the right

where I lock eyes with every soldier I can

I don't know what's in store but I know I need a store with a plan

where the counterfeits drip and the mortgages glow

and the more that's within you, the more that gets sold

yes, I have a plan and my plan is to blow a kiss to the ATM before I go

they say it's something like a miracle when Dionysus hits the urinal

your life, my life, and all the lonely others anywhere near it swirl