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The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry
runaway
He walks through town all alone
He must be from the fort he hears the high school
girls say
His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies
dressed in drag for homicide
The hit and run, plead sanctuary, 'neath a holy stone
they hide
They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's
reelin' perfection
nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant,
pleadin' immaculate conception
And everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood
Sticker smiles sweet as gunner breathes deep, his
ankles caked in mud
And I said "Hey, gunner man, that's quicksand, that's
quicksand that ain't mud
Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you
lose them in the flood?"

That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced
races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight
He rides 'er low on the hip, on the side he's got
Bound For Glory in red, white and blue flash paint
He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids
call him Jimmy The Saint
Well the blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch
loaded to blastin' point
He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears
into a point
And there's nothin' left but some blood where the
body fell
That is, nothin' left that you could sell
just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's
farewell
And he said "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that
ain't oil that's blood"
I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm
Or was he just lost in the flood?
Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the
air
Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin'
on me the stare
and Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his
own hardware
Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the
cops come up for air
And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're
shootin' up the street
And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose
but he gets blown right off his feet
And some kid comes blastin' round the corner but a cop puts him
right away
He lays on the street holding his leg screaming
something in Spanish
Still breathing when I walked away
And somebody said "Hey man did you see that? His body
hit the street with such a beautiful thud"
I wonder what the dude was sayin' or was he just lost
in the flood?
Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure
messed up
I wonder what they were gettin' into, or were they
just lost in the flood?


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