Laurie Anderson - Washington Street lyrics
[Laurie Anderson - Washington Street lyrics]
It's midnight downtown it's been
Raining for days rain beats down
It covers the streets with
It's sparkling skin
In the deli purple light
A woman in a party dress pays for some milk
Yellow cab stops for a light
Two men in black hats are running
A messenger on a bike
Pile drivers pounding they've set
Up some lights
They're digging a hole it's filling
Up with black water rainy days rainy nights
Steam rises, covers the city
Pieces of old newspaper float
Like paper boats
They slide along the rushing
Water in the gutter
Rainy days rainy nights
Rain falls down and covers the city
It falls from fabulous heights
Covers the streets with it's sparkling skin
And over on Jane street they're
Shooting that movie again
They just can't seem to get it right
Behind a warehouse in a burned out building
A man is sleeping in a cardboard
Box on a pile of salt
Rainy days rainy nights
Rain falls down and covers the city
It falls from fabulous heights
Covers the streets with it's sparkling skin
A man on a park bench
He sit's in the pouring rain
Raining for days rain beats down
It covers the streets with
It's sparkling skin
In the deli purple light
A woman in a party dress pays for some milk
Yellow cab stops for a light
Two men in black hats are running
A messenger on a bike
Pile drivers pounding they've set
Up some lights
They're digging a hole it's filling
Up with black water rainy days rainy nights
Steam rises, covers the city
Pieces of old newspaper float
Like paper boats
They slide along the rushing
Water in the gutter
Rainy days rainy nights
Rain falls down and covers the city
It falls from fabulous heights
Covers the streets with it's sparkling skin
And over on Jane street they're
Shooting that movie again
They just can't seem to get it right
Behind a warehouse in a burned out building
A man is sleeping in a cardboard
Box on a pile of salt
Rainy days rainy nights
Rain falls down and covers the city
It falls from fabulous heights
Covers the streets with it's sparkling skin
A man on a park bench
He sit's in the pouring rain