Well, well, I'm gone downtown,
Watch my rooster run
I said, that hen don't cry
'Cept when that c*** don't come
Now, on that corner
When the light turned green
I seen the strangest sight,
Now, Baby, I ever seen
And I'm gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Well, that bus ran by
See them feathers fly
And the rain come falling
From a clear blue sky
On that sidewalk
When that rain turned red
They took my hen and rooster
And cut off their heads
Now I'm gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Well, well them people cried
It did not do no good
Hearts was made of stone
Eyes was made of wood
Them killers ran
'Til the break of day
In the Crystal City
Life goes on that way
And I"m gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Well, seven days have passed
Since the Time stood still
Now my hen and rooster
Buried on the Hill
Lord, I cried my eyes
With thoughts of running free
Then I drowned my sorrows
In the deep blue sea
And I"m gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Well living way downtown
Feel like breaking glass
I got time to burn
While folks is eating trash
Well, now, way back home
Folks don't know my name (this varies from time to time)
In the Crystal City
Life's a waiting game
Well, yeah, I'm gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
I'd like to line them b******s
Up against the wall
When the Spirit moves me,
God, I'll see them fall
In that place of lies
My old friends wait to Die
With their sick trips walking
Their just breathing sighs (sometimes it sounds like "their bleeding sides")
And still, I'm gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Watch my rooster run
I said, that hen don't cry
'Cept when that c*** don't come
Now, on that corner
When the light turned green
I seen the strangest sight,
Now, Baby, I ever seen
And I'm gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Well, that bus ran by
See them feathers fly
And the rain come falling
From a clear blue sky
On that sidewalk
When that rain turned red
They took my hen and rooster
And cut off their heads
Now I'm gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Well, well them people cried
It did not do no good
Hearts was made of stone
Eyes was made of wood
Them killers ran
'Til the break of day
In the Crystal City
Life goes on that way
And I"m gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Well, seven days have passed
Since the Time stood still
Now my hen and rooster
Buried on the Hill
Lord, I cried my eyes
With thoughts of running free
Then I drowned my sorrows
In the deep blue sea
And I"m gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
Well living way downtown
Feel like breaking glass
I got time to burn
While folks is eating trash
Well, now, way back home
Folks don't know my name (this varies from time to time)
In the Crystal City
Life's a waiting game
Well, yeah, I'm gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down
I'd like to line them b******s
Up against the wall
When the Spirit moves me,
God, I'll see them fall
In that place of lies
My old friends wait to Die
With their sick trips walking
Their just breathing sighs (sometimes it sounds like "their bleeding sides")
And still, I'm gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone . . .
Gone way down