Not So Far To Go

ginger dyed her hair red to it her name

burny pocked his arms with a pack of camel lights

long sleeves outdoors to keep the kids from crying

and ginger climbed the high wire just to make them cheer.

trapeze float in a buttercup parade

with clowns and plastic parachutes three red the same

clutched arms fire dropped in a bar in new york city

and it's not so far to go to find trouble.

a bus rattles downstairs, downtown flying

with a gren seat empty and a window cracked

sleeping john snores dreaming oceans and whores

all the while gluing tile on basement doors.

he's burny arms brother, 'ginger's' other mate

and it's too late to tap the till, the money's gone

arm holes long locks a house with nothing in it

and it's not so far to go to find trouble.

a thousand mile handhold might keep the party still

if the holes heal well and the hair stays red

we'll climb another roof top and scare the crooks away

a gypsy and a singer in the bone yard.

walking the moonlight, losing the sign

sleeping john wakes, he doesn't know where he is

a bus stop in up state a bar in new york city

and it's not so far to go to find trouble.