The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway

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
It's the same old ending, time to go
Get out
It seems they cannot leave their dream
There's something moving in the sidewalk steam

And the lamb lies down on Broadway

Nighttime's 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 trucker's eyes read: 'Overload'
And out on the subway
Real Imperial Aerosol Kid
Exits into daylight, spraygun hid

And the lamb lies down on Broadway

The lamb seems right out of place
The Broadway street scene finds a focus in its face
Somehow it's lying there
Brings a stillness to the air

Though man-made light, at night is very bright
There's no whitewash victim
As the neons dim, to the coat of white

Real Imperial Aerosol Kid
Wipes his gun, he's forgotten what he did

And the lamb lies down on Broadway

Suzanne tired, her work all done
Thinks money-honey-be on-neon
Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn
And the sawdust king spits out his scorn
Wonder women, you can draw your blind

Don't look at me! I'm not your kind
I'm real
Something inside me has just begun
Lord knows what I have done

And the lamb lies down on Broadway
On Broadway
On Broadway (they say the lights are always bright on Broadway)
On Broadway (they say there's always magic in the air)
On Broadway
On Broadway (they say the lights are always bright on Broadway)
On Broadway (they say there's always-)