St john

ANOTHER SUPPERTIME IN THE HOLE   /   OLD SAINT JOHN ON DEATHROW, HE¹S JUST
WAITING FOR A PARDON   /   ALL THE WHITE BOYS IN THEIR STA-PRESS SLACKS,
HOME FOR THE SUMMER FROM COLLEGE   /   THEY STAYIN OUT LATE GETTING ROWDY AT
THE BARS, LOOKING FOR TROUBLE UPTOWN   /   COME UP MY BLOCK, ABOUT 5 OR 6 OF
THEM, CRASHIN THEIR BOTTLES IN THE GUTTER   /   YELLING ALL KINDS OF
OBSCENITIES, ABOUT WOMAN AND GOD AND LAW   /   YOUNG GIRL TURN THE CORNER
WITH HER CLERK DRESS ON, THAT GIRL WAS MY SISTER    /   JUST GOT OFF THE
NIGHT SHIFT AT PENNINGTONS PLACE     /   JUST WANNA GO HOME AND GET SOME
SLEEP    /    BOYS GRAB HER BY THE WAIST AND THE CAFFEINE EYES, HANDS ALL
FIDGET ELECTRIC    /     I PICKED UP A BRICK FROM MY PAPA¹S FRONT YARD AND I
THREW IT AT THE TALLEST BOY¹S FACE    /    WELL BLOOD WAS STREAMING LIKE A
WELL GOT SPRUNG, I COULDN¹T BELIEVE WHAT I HAD JUST DONE BUT THE OTHER BOYS
RAN AND
THIS ONE STAYED ON THE GROUND AND HE WOULD NEVER MOVE AGAIN   /   ALL US
BOYS DOWN ON DEATH ROW, WE JUST WAITING FOR A PARDON   /   YOURS TRULY ON
TRIAL, I TESTIFY   /  GOT TO KEEP ON RUNNING TILL THE WELL RUN DRY