#3 Roxburgh Street - Lyrics - Captain Tractor

You must believe me, brothers, for I have no need to lie I jumped off the edge of this old world to see if I could fly I fell down into the darkness like a stone dropped in the sea And I landed upside down outside a door marked with a three And I swear I heard the banshees reelin' just inside the door And the staircase it was full of ghosts who lived there long before And as I turned the key my life had changed for sure There were drunks and punks and poets, there were gumboots and guitars And the legendary stardust cowboy tracked me by radar In the corner was a jester with his eyes all glowing red When I asked him where I was well he just laughed at me and said You're in the land of bedlam boy, in the state of anarchy If the swallows do not get you then you'll have to deal with me Then he licked my cheek and offered up some tea And I fell on my knees! And now I'm baking in this hot Alberta sun Western wind is waving in the wheat So much of me lives on There at number three Roxburgh Street You must believe me, brothers, for I have no need to lie The drunks all went to college now the poets never try The banshees have been silenced and the swallows left the nest And then the jester's selling real estate and the punks all drive a desk And I swear if you were there right now and standing in that door You would hear the ghosts of banshees wheeling just like long before And the melody would haunt you evermore Down to your core! And now I'm baking in this hot Alberta sun Western wind is waving in the wheat So much of me lives on There at number three Roxburgh Street