Most days I wake up early.

Throw on my sneakers and I run to the store to buy a pack of

ciagrettes.

On the way I see Jim strumming his guitar,

Hoping passerbys will throw him a few cents.

So we try real hard to make of it what we can do.

Jim's got: a nice smile, and a few good tunes for you.

He'll be playing there every morning till he's through....

But, the end is nowhere in this city.



I wave to Jim and I drag the Camel Light

...is green, cross the street, avoid distractions in-between

Old Katie still sics her two big dogs on little kids

Who get a bit too close for their own good... And then...

Katie goes inside and calls her own -

she hasn't seen them since they left her all alone

She'll be calling them in every morning's dial tone,

But,

The end is nowhere in this city.



So you can leave or you can go now.

You can pack your bags and hit the country road now

Or:

You can do what I do when things get rough:

Make a Jack 'N Coke and suck it up.



I've heard the answers, I've heard you prayers

I've seen everything you need

To get from here to there.

But there's no magic cure, no panacea to spread around;

Just ask Jim, or guys like him in town



So we try real hard to make of it what we can do.

Jim's got: a nice smile, and a few good tunes for you.

He'll be playing there every morning till he's through....

But, the end is nowhere in this city.



So you can leave or you can go now.

You can pack your bags and hit the country road now

Or:

You can do what I do when things get rough:

Make a Jack 'N Coke and suck it up



Sit down, lay down, watch the music as it shatters

Glasses in your room