Kenny White - Heart Of The City lyrics

He sleeps through half his days But he acts like he's expecting something soon air guitar, purple haze, reruns in the afternoon Profane and hard to please His shelves are bare Hard up so he relieves himself right in the chair (Chorus) And the sidewalks grooved by the years Oiled with the drops of broken hearts This town is all deaf ears Basically concerned with looking sharp Ah but they're pulling out the heart of the city These streets have always been the ink that fills the pen These faces are the paint we dip our brushes in Lately everyone's so clean Everyone's so mild Is this the same place that use to drive the poets wild? CHORUS It's all about a fast one It's all about a buck I may feel a bit miscast sometimes But never really stuck Night is an alto riff Cascading down Steel rubs against itself way below the ground Where the Redbirds have been running Since a nickel let you ride The concourse of bloodlines All crammed up inside But it doesn't get as dark these days At least that's what I found Broadway is a theme park And the ashtray's all skipped town And artists on life support Glamour is the star You can't raise the conscience by lowering the bar CHORUS They're towing away the heart They're extinguishing the heart of the city jay bellerose…drums paul ossola…upright ba** duke levine…baritone guitar, mandola larry campbell…el. guitar kenny white…ac.guitar, B3 ada dyer, catherine russell…backing vocals