The lamb lies down on Broadway
And the lamb lies down on Broadway. The allEarly morning Manhattan, Ocean winds blow on the land.
The MovieIt's the same old endingSleeping cheaply on the midnight show,
Get out!
It seems they cannot leave their dream.
There's something moving in the sidewalk steam,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.
Nightime's flyers feel their pains. Drugstore takes down the chains.
Suspension cracked on unmade road
Metal motion comes in bursts,
But the gas station can quench that thirst.
The trucker's eyes read 'Overload'
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
And out on the subway,
Exits into daylight, spraygun hid,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway. The lamb seems right out of place,
Yet the Broadway street sceng finds a focus in its face.
Somehow it's lying there,
Brings a stillness to the air.
Though manThere's no whitewash victim,
As the neons dim, to the coat of white.
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid,
Wipes his gunSuzanne tired her work all done,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway. And the sawdust king spits out his scorn.
Thinks moneyCabman's velvet glove sounds the horn
Wonder women draw your blind!
Don't look at me! I'm not your kind.
I'm Rael!
Something inside me has just begun,
Lord knows what I have done,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.
On BroadwayThey say the lights are always bright on Broadway.
They say there's always magic in the air.
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