The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway

And the lamb lies down on Broadway Early morning Manhattan Ocean winds blow on the land The movie palace is now undone The all-night watchmen have had their fun Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show It's the same old ending, time to go Get out It seems they cannot leave their dream There's something moving in the sidewalk steam And the lamb lies down on Broadway Nighttime's flyers feel their pains Drugstore takes down the chains Metal motion comes in bursts But the gas station can quench that thirst Suspension cracked on unmade road The trucker's eyes read: 'Overload' And out on the subway Real Imperial Aerosol Kid Exits into daylight, spraygun hid And the lamb lies down on Broadway The lamb seems right out of place The Broadway street scene finds a focus in its face Somehow it's lying there Brings a stillness to the air Though man-made light, at night is very bright There's no whitewash victim As the neons dim, to the coat of white Real Imperial Aerosol Kid Wipes his gun, he's forgotten what he did And the lamb lies down on Broadway Suzanne tired, her work all done Thinks money-honey-be on-neon Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn And the sawdust king spits out his scorn Wonder women, you can draw your blind Don't look at me! I'm not your kind I'm real Something inside me has just begun Lord knows what I have done And the lamb lies down on Broadway On Broadway On Broadway (they say the lights are always bright on Broadway) On Broadway (they say there's always magic in the air) On Broadway On Broadway (they say the lights are always bright on Broadway) On Broadway (they say there's always-)