Long have we all waited Many times have we seen In the eyes of the labourers In the eyes of the neighbours A feeling that leaves none to guess who’s been doing what for who and when for less And who’s been left out there with dust on his dead feet Shot down in the street Look right at the sunset Look left and pour the tea Look on in amazement Milk first and mass crazy here Nowhere else in the world can you see so many monsters and mutations that creep out so efficiently
And leave you wandering what happened to all those sacred things They got shot down in the street New morning, new morning Old ways get away But here in my cradle I lie incapable I’m a white boy who looked at his life gathered in his hands And saw it was all due to the sweat of some other man That one who got shot down in the street
Warm, soulful songs from Glenn Davis recall the halcyon days of '70s FM radio. Also available on "Translucent Beer"-color vinyl. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 18, 2016