作词 : Prine The motel lights were blinking On my chartreuse four door LincolnOn the dock, the fish were stinking I simply didn't have a care And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels The children hum their Christmas carols The train tracks all run parallel But they'll all meet up one day On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was SundayWe used to tell each other lies With our orange plastic button eyes In a former life on a motel chair I was Charlie Parker's teddy bear Yeah, me and Bird, we'd stay up late I used to watch him contemplate While his horn would sit by the window and wait' Til it was time for him to blow it On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was SundayThe only song I ever knew Was 'Moonlight Bay on the Avenue'These are the tales from the Devil's chin Charlie, I could've been a contender And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels The children hum their Christmas carols The train tracks all run parallel But they'll all meet up one day On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was SundayHe forgot that it was SundayOn a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the old red Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was SundayAnd the old men Why, they're sitting 'round their cracker barrels And the children Yeah, they're out humming those Christmas carols And all those old rusty train tracks They're running parallel But they'll all meet up one day
作词 : Prine The motel lights were blinking On my chartreuse four door LincolnOn the dock, the fish were stinking I simply didn't have a care And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels The children hum their Christmas carols The train tracks all run parallel But they'll all meet up one day On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was SundayWe used to tell each other lies With our orange plastic button eyes In a former life on a motel chair I was Charlie Parker's teddy bear Yeah, me and Bird, we'd stay up late I used to watch him contemplate While his horn would sit by the window and wait' Til it was time for him to blow it On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was SundayThe only song I ever knew Was 'Moonlight Bay on the Avenue'These are the tales from the Devil's chin Charlie, I could've been a contender And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels The children hum their Christmas carols The train tracks all run parallel But they'll all meet up one day On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was SundayHe forgot that it was SundayOn a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the old red Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was SundayAnd the old men Why, they're sitting 'round their cracker barrels And the children Yeah, they're out humming those Christmas carols And all those old rusty train tracks They're running parallel But they'll all meet up one day
