Gratitude Walks

Why don't you be good for something

And draw down the shade

On a sign that sat up all night shivering

On a sign that sat up all night afraid

Well now chains on the oasis that

Leads a man to drink

Drunk on the kind of applause

That gets louder the lower you sink

Gratitude walks on Sixth Street

Pull it from the air

And they throw it in the blue

And you're spinning under their wheels

Trapped in your room

You're jumpy, you don't want to see

You don't want to see them have their fun

Slap her face if she should laugh

Push him down if he should try and run

Gratitude walks on Sixth Street

Take a number for your big woman

They sold the rules of dream land

in cotton, wool, and cement

Well it's never what you want

It's just the kind of thing that always happens here

Yeah you watch the good old days pass you by

Leaving your cupboards bare

Gratitude walks on Sixth Street