Brooks Nielsen
Rubber & Bone
[Verse 1]
No pretty trees here
No sweet tea breeze
You'd better leather wrap your baby feet
Lift your chin up
Connect your eyes
To the half-dead with hearts still alive
[Chorus]
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need fed
(Out of respect)
Recognize our living dead
(Won't forget)
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their hopeless faces
[Verse 2]
No dirt to comb
Green grass to mow
Broken glass
Old rubbers and bones
Where the river dumps
Our trash and smut
Under our fingernails
Under our rug
[Chorus]
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need fed
(Out of respect)
Recognize our living dead
(Won't forget)
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their hopeless faces
[Bridge]
Fiending for a handout
Handshaking uptime
Shake a microcosm
Into the center of your mind…
[Chorus]
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need fed
(Out of respect)
Recognize our living dead
(Won't forget)
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their worn out faces
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their hopeless faces