Trenchtown

TRENCHTOWN....presidio

Trenchtown is in lights
Street survivors defend their wives and daughters
Some peer out their windows
Where another street player makes his debut
He sings something I wrote such a long time ago
Only I'm not sure who holds the rights
Oh but, Trenchtown never sounded as good
As it does tonight

Trenchtown is alright
I missed the driver
and slipped on a roll of quarters
Tossed out of the window
By a beautiful, two-bit hustler I knew
Assuming the night was in need of a friend
She let me get in at the light
Mister driver, says he'll have to drive all night
To get to Trenchtown by noon

Fever fades to fire
I feel a little bit wired
Magneto is spinning out of control
If the odds are given
And God is willing
I'm gonna float myself out of this hole

Trenchtown is about to ignite
Local rivals and the boys out back
Slip into the shadows
And line up one by one for a razor tattoo
Night after night, same old crazy old scene
The average tourist usually dies from fright
Oh, but the rhythm hovers just above Trenchtown
Laced with dynamite

Fever fades to fire
I feel a little bit wired
Magneto is spinning out of control
If the odds are given
And God is willing
I'm gonna float myself right out of this hole


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