you ve moved off to seattle you go down yo the bar every day this morning you woke up in the park wearing only a tiny straw hat you ve got a mad dog with a bad leg and a comb full of rotten teeth but the days get longer you don t get no younger and nobody s calling for you keep moving on you re chewing aspirin like m ms anything to dull the pain but the doctor says it s nothing that a little courage wouldn t fix so they put you up on morphine and they strap you to the bed saying darling it s just a bad dream it ll be over soon keeps moving on oh nobody nobody feels like fighting you ve unplugged all the phone lines and changed the locks on the doors you ve been wearing suits and collared shirts and you ve changed your name to carlos you take up with a lady the kind that wears perfume and she likes the sound of your name when it s following after hers keep moving on then she tells you there s a child and he s three months along she s been dying to tell you cause she thinks he ll have your nose you call her up the next day it was st valentine s and you wanted to know about the hometown and see if it was standing and it keeps moving on cause nobody nobody feels like fighting the lecalire boy died in a fire the town gathered by the harbor s edge and sure enough when the flames died down the boat almost sunk the next day the sea was quiet the tide came in then moved out that s just one way of saying nothing changes when you re gone it keeps moving on
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