Lewd Acts Nightcrawlers
hey brother we'll make some money i swear we'll make it
out of here our father our father figure has changed
his shape the shadow cast for his sons
brings an ominous shade we're under the highway now
praying for rain, devising ways to get out all the signs
on the side of the highway read
night-crawlers for sale pockets full of change dirt
under our nails if this crazy scheme works my faith
will be restored we'll replace
the unkindness of familiar faces with a stranger's new
words that will flow like the ocean we've come so far
to see oh brother
you and me we'll trade these changing leaves for smog
sunsets and brown palm trees with martyred earthworms
crucified on hooks it's small price to pay to be
somewhere new
