Rubidoux

So let's go deadbolt your shed door Cram your paper money, snug, closer than before Chandeliers are falling in graveyard rows And your eyes are shifting dials like AM radios Snowed over river, melted more last night Still the same, the shattered windshields of spidered ice Yes, yes, mother, I mean to be baptized Seeds that make the higher ground grow and multiply Joy to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night Bourbon and a pistol in the dash, out of sight What did you expect, romantic call of why? Just empty, desert light Few feet float above these Persian throw rugs And tuck themselves in percussionist, succession words Tonight, a single, simple folk play themselves low Just like talking city blues, down in the hole we loathe Joy to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night Bourbon and a pistol in the dash, out of sight What did you expect, romantic call of why? Just empty, desert light I suggest that you respect the deal And keep your nose out of business of priests and holy men The life you have chosen is filled with dirty finger nails And lost and founds and canceled appointments Ten, ten more avenues, time to choose And there's rain that'll fall down on fire There's fifty doors to choose from and there's many more Many more inside, inside, inside Well, the night time's going to come The night time's going to come Joy to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night Bourbon and a pistol in the dash, out of sight What did you expect, romantic call of why? Just empty, desert light Joy to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night Joy to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night Joy to Rubidoux in the the middle of the night Just empty, desert light, it's just empty, desert light It's just empty, desert light