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Donald Fagen

Teahouse On The Tracks

 

Teahouse On The Tracks

(album: Kamakiriad - 1993)


Out on the fringe
Where the shallows meet the scratchlands
Out where hope and the highway ends
You can park or cruise
Both ways you lose
This is Flytown now, my friend

You take a walk on Bleak Street
Tonight could be the night you crash
Then you turn and stop
Start to fingerpop
You think you hear a wailing combo
You climb a flight of twisted stairs
Some cat says "buddy"

If you've got eyes
To rhythmatize
Bring your flat hat and your ax
'Cause tonight at ten
We'll be working again
At the Teahouse on the Tracks

The Siegel Brothers were slamming out a baion
So slick it should have been a crime
Irene and Flocko and little Amy Khan
Lead off the big front line

The crowd was bouncing in sync with the pulse
You get a case of party feet
Then the room turns bright
And fills up with light
And then from somewhere deep inside you
Some frozen stuff begins to crack
Better hurry

Take the T-Line to Bleak and Divine
Just above the Good Time Flats
It's your last chance
To learn how to dance
At the Teahouse on the Tracks

On Sunday morning
You're back at the wheel
You're feeling calm and crisp and strong

When it feels right
Just drive for the light
That's the groovessential facts
Someday we'll all meet
At the end of the street
At the Teahouse on the Tracks

If you've got eyes
To rhythmatize
Bring your flat hat and your ax
'Cause tonight at ten
We'll be working again
At the Teahouse on the Tracks

Take the T-Line to Bleak and Divine
Just above the Good Time Flats
It's your last chance
To learn how to dance
At the Teahouse on the Tracks

When it feels right
Just drive for the light
That's the groovessential facts
Someday we'll all meet
At the end of the street
At the Teahouse on the Tracks

If you've got eyes
To rhythmatize
Bring your flat hat and your ax
'Cause tonight at ten
We'll be working again
At the Teahouse on the Tracks

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