I need some rock art that don't come in a vial
And each one represents the hopes of a soul
On a Mississippi gourd with a Sub-Saharan song
When you see all the little children running, running in the backyard
And ain't never had none
I wanna live and I wanna dance awhile
I wanna live and I wanna dance awhile
And I need to see in an X-Ray style
Can anybody feel the distance to the Nile?
I hear a pay phone ringing out on murder mile
And ain't never had none
Will anybody come back on the C.B. radio?
Down on the border they crawl all the way
Oh, you can't pull a hold-up with a Be-Bop gun
Will anybody tell me which way to go?
To get a clip of living with a clean-all spray
Can anybody feel the distance to the Nile?
I'm counting the stars and the telegraph poles
The sucker who picks up gets his number dialed
Gonna make like Eddie on my rockabilly train
Could never wash down this town so clean that it glowed
Gonna beat out the blues on my ball and chain
And all the sparkling waters that ever flowed
Somebody is wailing in the financial district sun
There's people living now, who ain't got no heart
You'd think that God wouldn't be so hard
There's people living now, who ain't got no heart
Can anybody feel the distance to the Nile?
You can't pull a hold-up with a Be-Bop gun
