Lawrence Arms A Guided Tour of Chicago Letras:
he shuffled up a pair of surfer slippers and an
old tweed blazer. asked you for a quarter and you
looked the other way. he leaned up against the tow
zone sign and just in time for you to avert your
eyes said "good morning sir. have a nice day." she
wears four wool winter hats all year round and
mumbles and sometimes screams. he wears a coat
made of burlap sacks and sits in parking lots,
never asking anyone for anything. he's the old
black guy with the shopping cart. she's the old
lady with the bright blue sweat pants. they're the
two young white squatter kids with dirty
undershirts and rotten teeth. he's the guy who
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hangs out underneath the overpass shouting curse
words at passing motorists, or the guy who passed
in my alley, who drank until his life made any
sense. he's the hustler on the train. or his four
accomplices, living on three tattered playing
cards and slight hand. he's darron in front of
7-11 on walton and state. she's babs up and down
on belmont right by the train. he's buddy and his
wife in uptown, by the aragon, he's andy selling
streetwise at the white hen in boys town. he was
ed from southside who gave me cigarettes and hope
at wallgreens on belden and clark where
inspiration dies alone. yeah, these are the people
in your neighborhood. they're the people you don't
see when you're walking down the street. they're
the people you don't see each day
Letras: A Guided Tour of Chicago Lawrence Arms [final]