Hugh Blumenfeld Main Street Sky
I was good at tending bar They called me Our Lady of O'Reilly's I could talk to me in trouble and I know the difference between poison and truth But I crashed my car last March And the back was full of empty quarts of vodka So I walk to work at midnight, at the Donut Town down on Main St. And the big trucks roll by They shake the ground like thunder But there's nothing flashing under The Main Street sky I won't wear the damn uniform they gave us When you're my size, you don't wear orange Well I may not be your beauty, but I swear I will not be your clown And Ginny will not fire me I'm the only one who's here on time So we have this little understanding that we just don't get along And the big trucks roll by They shake the ground like thunder But there's nothing flashing under The Main Street sky I put a pot on for the truckers and I put one on for myself and from 2am till 5, I can just park it and read And I'm going back to school I don't care if it's a load of crap cause my future things he's sitting at the counter with his "Hey, darlin'" and a feedcap And the big trucks roll by They shake the ground like thunder But there's nothing flashing under The Main Street sky Copyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld / Hydrogen Jukebox Music
