One last step
You’re standing still
But the edge is coming quick
The stew brews
But the air is ripe and thick
And the smell of it is
The smell of a slow fat rain
The kind that moves backwards in space
It says "Good afternoon."
But it don’t show its face
It’s an old fashion drawn edge
That saunters on
Through the art it smiles and says

Goodbye May
Just a liar out there in the middle
That take a bigger heart
To take the better part out of me
Goodbye May
Goodbye May
Goodbye May

It’s a war out there
Bolt the door
Watch your step up the stairs
Shut the blinds
The sun’s too bright for your eyes to bare
And that little cherubus Gabriel
So baptized, so civilized
So commonized it’s painful
He’s just another little gentrifying angel
Making his way across
Fredrick Douglas Boulevard
Sprinkling his gold dust all along the way
Goodbye May
Just a liar out there in the middle
It take a bigger heart
To take the better part out of me
Die and buy me ***
So if you want to feel with the living
You can meet me on
The other side of the rain

Goodbye May
Goodbye May
Goodbye May

He’s got the left hand grabbing
As many as he can
He’s got the right hand
In a leather glove
And he’s shaking all the hands
With such a good heart
And a peace of mind
He must not be a man
Now back in line
Two time
Do right
Black and white
You’ll be fine