Lyrics:
Tonight's the night when the waters rise
You're groping in the dark
The ticket takers count the men who can afford the arc
The ticket takers will
a hard case of the ticket taker blues
I know every route and every schedule inside out
I can point you were you want to go
But at my feet these tickets
some water cuz my mouth was dry
No time to waste: let's get ourselves in line
(Pick it up now)
Waited there til I saw the ticket taker
I climbed
go get some tickets,
So they head on down to the ticket taker's place."
He walks on up to the ticket taker, he walks on in
N' he says "hey man I
And the northern portions of my
Ability to deal rationally with my
Disconcerted precarious emotional
Situation, it's cold out there
Colder than a ticket taker's
to drive the bus from town to town and give out high fives to
Teachers and bakers and movie ticket takers
To midwives and doctors and magic baby makers
James Brown, CDB
The real writers, ride or diers
Way up in the cheap seats
The road crew, the day makers
Runners, gunners, ticket takers
Horse
thrills
You'll do anything for a laugh even if it kills ya
The bridge you took it out
The ticket takers suddenly lost count
Sleeping under rays
Your
anythin'
For a laugh even if it kills you
The bridge, you took it out
The ticket takers suddenly lost count
Sleeping under rays
Your teeth crumbling away
The smoke machine and the microphone descending
The pissed MC and the ticket taker's grin
Walk in like a half-breed superhero
Painted, sweaty
to the ticket taker
Where we're going they don't even have a return ticket maker
Ticking, ticking, ticking
And my ticker's beat is fucking shockin' like that
to heave
The ticket-taker smiles, and the last car is ready
Who told you that you could leave?
The sun was setting by the time we left
We walked across
to heave
The ticket-taker smiles, and the last car is ready
Who told you that you could leave?
The sun was setting by the time we left
We walked across
hacker
(?)
Migrant worker
Ticket taker
(Empire builder)
(?)
(?)
(?)
Asskicker
Motherfucker
(Empire, empire, empire....)
Empire builder, got to keep
the bald and the fat, the over- under-sexed there's no complexing this fact
Ask the snow, the moon, the killer, ticket taker dreaming in blue
Ask
She could've been a clerk
Or settled as a ticket taker
With aces in her hand
She threw in with a music maker
Well she's not the girl
That she used
And if you find the world's a gutter,
Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.
The leprechaun's your ticket-taker,
Libbyland's a place you can
the loaded gun
Colors gray as time slips away
'Till you're the only one
Last chance to stop another judgment day
Ticket taker making sure your debts are paid
the conductor
Nor the ticket taker speaks
But I wanna know
I wanna know
Where we're going
No one talks to me
Everyone's just staring
If I make a sound they
All
then I got a real job
I was a rock and roll singer
Then I was a baker
For a while a coffee maker
Got a job as a bookseller
For a while a ticket taker
Hanging there never having had the chance to kiss you
The ticket taker
Was trampled under foot, Ferris wheel's maker
Brought up reasons in court In
just looked up at the clouds
Those are not skyscrapers
Those are ticket takers
I want to pay to see the rest of our lives
Oh Chicago
When the days get
Ticket taker to The Rite of Spring
He says, "it's just a fling, just an ordinary thing"
Violet sunset on the Seine
A violent scene so zen
"So
your ticket-taker,
Libbyland's a place you can call your own.
So say goodnight, you mischief-makers -
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