Silence Kid

Silent kid, no one to remind you

You got no hands, no reels to remind you

Silent kid, don't take your pawn shop home on the road, goddamn you

Silent kid, don't lose your graceful tongue

This is the city life (this is a city life)

Come on, let's talk about leaving

Come on, now, talk about your family

Your sister's curse, your father's old and damned, yeah

Silent kid, don't listen to their grandmother's advice about us, yeah

Silent kid, don't listen to the rain

Hand me the drum stick, snare kick

Blues call and response, I lose myself in change

Into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm inside

'Til five hours later, I am chewin'

Screwin' myself with my hand