Alienated Blues

I'm thinking about Sally
and what Sally said
She said you've got no birthright
You're not a prince
It's all in your head

I keep thinking about Sally
She said you've got no kingdom here
But alas, poor Sally's dead

They came to my chair
With a box
"Get your things
and exit by the loading dock"

I walked out past the dumpster
to the median
And threw away my shoes
And socks

I scrambled down the embankment
panicked
thinking about changes
and locks

I've got 47 dollars here
Think I'll go spend it on some Boone's
I've got 47 dollars here
Think I'll go spend it on some Boone's

Walk down past the culvert
Sit and drink by the river
all afternoon

I'm thinking about Sally
and what Sally said
She said you've got no birthright
You're not a prince
It's all in your head

I keep thinking about Sally
She said you've got no kingdom here
But alas, poor Sally's dead

The blue lights are my blues
And now your Daddy's off to jail
The blue lights are my blues
And now your Daddy's off to hell

the blue lights are my blues
such alien things
as through the universe
I moan and wail