Small Flowers Crack Concrete lyrics

Small flowers crack concrete

Narcotic squads sweep through poet dens

Spilling coffee

Grabbing 15 your old runaway girls

By frazzled ponytailed hair

And tossing them into backseats of cop cars

The narcs beat the bearded oracles

Replacing Tantric love

With complete violence

Lights and mirrors dot the city

Inkstained hippies with boxed lunch and marijuana

Mystery plays of shit and nothingness

Blessed by colors from a black hat

Blue lights search through weeds

Searching for the heart of D.A. Levy

And the mind he left behind

What did you expect?

Another mystic wreck?

That's what you got crawling

Inside your panic net

What did you bring me?

Not a goddamn thing yet

And what did you leave me?

Another tombstone dream, yeah

O salacious mansion

The boys held for ransom

Did you see where he's gone?

The blasted summers dawn

Fucked up in Cleveland

Fucked up in Cleveland

Short flight to nothing

Heaven's up to something

Heaven's up to something

Levy's up to something

Levy's up to something

Death poems for the living gods of America

Plastic saxophones bleat

Bleed for nothing, nada

Cops crashing through doors infuriated by silver charms of suburban smoke

At war

With patches of red dirt glitter

And blue-jean fucking

And protest