she cooks him ham and hotcakes
at 5:30 every morn
and she does the dishes
and she irons his uniforms
and she thinks she might have loved
him once but that was so long ago
and the rain pours down
like a holy waterfall
over the gulf of mexico

boardwalk's deserted
and the beach is all closed down
and the middle school punk rockers
ride their skateboards
through the town
and she looks back and she daydreams
about things and people she's never
seen just to keep from being blue
and she gets home about a quarter to four
and she drives her brother
to the liquor store on ocean avenue

and i'm parked on the state line
on this cold november day
and pretty soon i'll
be a drivin fool somewhere down this
lost highway
and I hear a voice from
my soul's core sayin "freedom's just a
metaphor, you got nowhere to go"
and the rain pours down like a
holy waterfall over the gulf mexico
oh... the gulf of mexico
oh... the gulf of mexico

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