Jerry sat on a lawnchair across the street for most of that summer, sucking limes, listening to the Cubs lose again. Yeah, telling the story about the wife he left up in Idaho, outside a copper mine. He always tries to smile, he says “You do things when you’re young.” Rice and beans and Old Style tall boys got me on through to twenty-one and it all kinda fades like sailor tattoos.
That used to be my bus stop - at Clark and Grace, above that liquor store, I made my bed cold sweating on the bathroom floor. Glad I don’t live there anymore. I got a queen size mattress now so I can tuck myself in tight and cut the lights out.
Glad I don’t live there anymore. I got scars on my knuckles, opened them last night on the brick wall outside my apartment. And if I sold my books, sold my clothes, sold my blood and sold my guitar, I’d buy the cheapest car, I’d drive it out of state, yeah, you’ll chalk it up, you’ll say you do things when you’re young.