The Beaten Side of Town - Lyrics - Barry Adamson

I woke up this morning from a crazy dream: The Earth was a turning ball of fire. Satan and the Pilgrims had wiped the scene, And I became their twisted gun for hire. Don't let 'em getcha, boy, now use your head, the lights they're coming 'round again. "Run like a demon, boy," is what they said, and then began to count from one to ten. So now I'm tryin' to get out of the city. You know where I can be found: The beaten side of town... Won't never let you down. I woke up this morning from a crazy dream: The Earth was a burning ball of fire. I crawled right inside the spaces in-between, A miracle of science to admire But everybody knows the way the story goes: She'll love you once and leave you once again. The wind sends a shiver from your head to toes, Whispers that you've reached your living end So now I'm tryin' to get out of the city. You know where I can be found: The beaten side of town... Don't never let me down. I woke up this morning from a crazier dream: The Earth was a churning ball of fire. The Dragunovs were sniping as I swam upstream, And then I saw a temple with a spire There was a sign saying "Welcome all you deists, agnostics, and Buddhists, Muslims and Christians, Caucasians, junkies and wrecker-heads, blue-lights and deadbeats, homos and heteros and Negroes and down-lows, Speed-freaks and tweakers, pimps without sneakers, the handy the pure and the atheist Nehru, and the peoples from countries in far-away places, stupid ideas that the public embraces." We all were invited with mostly resignation But that was only a dream... The beaten side of town, And now I'm goin' down.