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Spin Doctors - Shinbone Alley lyrics
Moonlight through the chickenwire humming window pane Lukewarm water gasping down a rusty drane Big towns in need of mending, streetlights shake toothsome beams Denim shadows shuffle in between the beams Different strokes for different folks so Mind your manner and easy on the ethnic jokes It's a dumbell curve you're trying to tally All the way down to Shinbone Alley Streets are metaccarpal and flesh of asphalt calm Buildings rise like fingers from a concrete palm Yellow lit apartment trickle through the drapes Windows frame each history hidden even from the fire escapes Sullen winter sparrow lands wing to expanse of grey Six-thirty-two in the morning on Thanksgiving day And the bums they hit the corners The thunderkids rub their money And the crack addicts stare at the snowflakes zig zagging Down to the greet Jones CHORUS Seventy-two on the sour day, your barefeet sweep the parquet And the light susprey white slanting past the microwave Knuckles to eyeballs and elbows on the table Spend the day gazing from your winter gable ----------------------------------------------------------------- |
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