The Ballad of Kathryn Johnston

Dealin' with the bangers and the drugs
Sittin' in her yellow kitchen

You can't tell the truth from all the lies
Listenin' to bad news on a Radiant radio
Out the window where her garden was
It's not safe to go outside
Where did everybody go?

Broke down cars and burglar bars

Everything changed forever and everything stayed the same
And shuffle on down the street
Old Miss Johnston in the eye of the storm
Then Martin Luther King
And now my city hangs her head in shame
The whinos weave and amble
On the windows and doors

It was the safest place to hide
It used to be Louis Armstrong
And life's a gamble for the broken and the weak
Steerin' clear of all the thugs
In case danger comes around