Gettin’ stupid … crooked feet
A pinball on … Scott Walker Street
Gettin’ stupid … in a bar
Not goin’ home … til the band plays «Superstar»
Everything’s on the edge of everything else
You’re hittin’ a stride, that cannot be stopped
People been callin’ all the way from Florida
Ya said, you’re going down there, for a week or more
Tremble goes … Tremble goes the night
Tremble goes … Tremble goes the night
Gettin stupid … dancin’ veins
Night rain on … the Greyhound sign
Gettin’ stupid … flashlight face
Strangers got … the clearest eyes
Nothin’s worth envy, but I can’t help myself
Go find your glory, ya don’t need my help
When it explodes, ya better line up to bet
The dead don’t have birthdays, they just forget
Tremble goes … Tremble goes the night
Tremble goes … Tremble goes the night
Shadows sparkle … streetcars burn
All of God’s drunks … we wait our turn
So you’re leavin’ … write it on a cake
I’ll take a piece … and I’ll join the wait
When you get back, we’ll find a heart and soul chapel
See if there’s anything, left to unravel
Now go drop this five, in the band’s tip jar
I’m not goin’ home … til the band plays «Superstar» («Superstar»)
Tremble goes … Tremble goes the night
Tremble goes … Tremble goes the night