The Day Nobody Died

Off the white-washed brickered banks
Of old Prytania, upright tanks
Empty placards but for rain
Just waitin' on the dates and names
Downtown at the penny arcade there's a life-up backlog

Idle at the trumpet, folks like to jump it
Pockets of beggars, the fattened up beggars
The Belle Chasse gleans pristine

Lucifer is comin', best stop to runnin'
Lucifer is comin', no use for runnin'
Lucifer is comin', best stop to runnin'
Satan is comin', don't stop the runnin'
Never stop runnin'

The pathway left in evidence prefers effusion to defense
At nature's pace, a sloughing off
Of un-germane and reckless thought
But we prefer the truth and down
And keeping all the rest around

Lessons here in certain feats of engineering -- steel, heat
Holds you captive in the vein
This river corners where it drained
Not a habit, it's a state, the groundwork we have got to date
Lain to shame but still enshrined
It matters, doesn't matter why
None of us belong here, none of us want to leave

Through the black-iron jail grates, a No. 1 Saint Louis shake
It's gettin' heavy on the floor, let's throw the extras overboard
Throw the extras overboard

Lucifer is comin'