Black and Brown Blues

Baby let's get dressed up

I got two pairs of shoes

Darling you look so beautiful

When your hair's all hung in jewels



And sometimes I find it really hard to choose

Between a pair of black and a pair of brown shoes



When I'm high on batwings

Up by the silvery moon

I think of a certain sad-eyed king

Trapped in his golden room

And I dream of a cold river on the way

To come and sweep that king into this black and brown bay



Well the water looks like jewelry

When it's coming out the spout

And nothing could make me feel better

Than a wet kiss on the mouth



Fake ID's and honey bees

The jagged skyline of car keys

I never knew a bird could fly so low



Rub out the catlight

Rub out the village

Red and white exit light

That's exodus damage

Why don't people think of who they use?

Why don't you try and come and get me:

Black and brown blues



It's raining triple sec in Tchula

And the radio plays "Crazy Train"

There's a quadroon ball in the beehive

Hanging out in the rain

And when there's trouble I dont like running

But I'm afraid I got more in common

With who I was than who I am becoming



When I go downtown

I always wear a corduroy suit

Cause it's made of a hundred gutters

That the rain can run right through

But a lonely man can't make a move

If he can't even bring himself to choose

Between a pair of black and a pair of brown shoes