[Verse 1]
I'm walking down the street, you know I mean it
Ain't been to sleep for years, you best believe it
God bless this hernia and take me by the hand
Go find the gory waiter lying in the sand
I love your sickly light, the way it does unfurl
The way it's chased me since I was a little girl
I gape and sprawl about and leap up to my feet
Oh, I hate the pig-dogs and I take my terror neat

[Chorus]
Now get out of my eyeline
I need a straight shot
Oh
James Brown

[Verse 2]
A body so designed to understand the cost
Of making hay from and degrading what I lost
A patch of common ground, a brutal indecision
Go tell the teacher on me, how I have been living
It's neither here nor there, not making any sense
There is no better way to straddle every fence
Long Lankin is thrusting through the night
To let you, babe, to bleed you, and to make you feel alright
[Chorus]
Now get out of my eyeline
I need a straight shot
Oh
Last call

[Bridge]
But the talk slurred, as if you couldn't
Not above the din from the gantry
Weird and normal and full of football
And when it was, that thin flower
Upside down swinging like Jesus cut half-loose
The gory waiter explains again
That death is simply the best garnish for life
But isn't it funny, I say, clever bastard
That in this knife edge of a world
Among the carcinogens and lily-gatherers
The motherless piping angels with the blinds drawn down
There is enough room for you and I
To spend our thumping glory on love
Yes! On love!

[Outro]
I'm walking down the street, you know I mean it
I'm walking down the street, you know I mean it
I'm walking down the street, you know I mean it
I'm walking down the street, you know I mean it