American Backslide

Album cover art for "American Backslide" by Garland Jeffreys

Garland Jeffreys - Pop

American Backslide

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How does it feel In the morning shower Will the great decision Come before lunch hour From the ivory tower Like a proclamation Who'll be the next to go How does it feel When you got no power And your fate is shaky Like your destination And your future's empty Full of just frustration And you're searching high and low One o'clock jump, one o'clock jump One o'clock jump, one o'clock jump How does it feel When you got no job And you got three kids Nothin' much to eat And you steal and you rob Just to make ends meet And you can't even stand on your own two feet How does it feel When your favorite player Has been bought and sold Before he gets too old Leave him out in the cold With a pension and a plaque And a drug addiction for his sacroiliac One o'clock jump, one o'clock jump One o'clock jump, one o'clock jump How does it feel When you're driving' around In your automobile And they tell you it's real On your radio That they're makin' a deal But you know in your heart it's a dirty deal How does it feel When everything you say Seems to wash away And is twisted like clay And you stammer and you stutter Every word you mutter Like an echo in the dark Is so ineffective One o'clock jump, one o'clock jump One o'clock jump, one o'clock jump 30 seconds 'fore the big strike No one's riding down the turnpik Everything is turning ghostlike 60 minutes after midnite

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  • Garland Jeffreys