Not Gone Tonight - These United States
Thick as a Bostock brick spun as a feather
Still with no name to his name and not much money to it either
Cop light through the broken blinds alarm clock starts its stutter
Little john will awake at once
Violently throw back the covers
Shatter one word with another
Will you be gone tomorrow
Bolt up at the dawn break door rumble of a dumptruck
Gutter gait down a wind swept street incantation for a late bus dumb luck
No such dumb luck
Sound as an ancient schedule ringing of a church bell
Shot off got off caught off bought off time down a wish well
You keep blowing higher you're the everlasting kite
You'll be gone tomorrow but your not gone tonight
Hey hey look little john alive at long last
Burns bright like a summer
Throws his shoulder up against the mold inside the old factory for rubber
Approaching the hour you exchange your labor for your lover
Then learning in a cold sweat moonlighting in a quintet
Most minds most mouths tongue tied not him flipped on by the riverside
Slide slip shake her a little smile lit fired takes to a sudden sky
You keep blowing higher you're the everlasting kite
You'll be gone tomorrow but your not gone tonight