Testi Soundtracks :: L

And the lamb lies down on Broadway.



Early morning Manhattan,

Ocean winds blow on the land.

The Movie-Palace is now undone,

The all-night watchmen have had their fun.

Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show,

Its the same old ending-time to go.

Get out!

It seems they cannot leave their dream.

Theres something moving in the sidewalk steam,

And the lamb lies down on Broadway.



Nightimes flyers feel their pains.

Drugstore takes down the chains.

Metal motion comes in bursts,

But the gas station can quench that thirst.

Suspension cracked on unmade road

The truckers eyes read Overload

And out on the subway,

Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid

Exits into daylight, spraygun hid,

And the lamb lies down on Broadway.



The lamb seems right out of place,

Yet the Broadway street sceng finds a focus in its face.

Somehow its lying there,

Brings a stillness to the air.

Though man-made light, at night is very bright,

Theres no whitewash victim,

As the neons dim, to the coat of white.

Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid,

Wipes his gun-hes forgotten what he did,

And the lamb lies down on Broadway.



Suzanne tired her work all done,

Thinks money-honey-be on-neon.

Cabmans velvet glove sounds the horn

And the sawdust king spits out his scorn.

Wonder women draw your blind!

Dont look at me! Im not your kind.

Im Rael!

Something inside me has just begun,

Lord knows what I have done,

And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

On Broadway-

They say the lights are always bright on Broadway.

They say theres always magic in the air.