Two hundred years
Drinking and walking
I drift by the moon
You gave me champagne
While I was avoiding the sun
Donât let me say
I never really thought Iâd feel this way
I never felt so cool
Itâs different the second time with you
I never felt so bad
Zydeco dancing in your head
will settle down soon
Now youâre on the trip.
You said,
âYeah Iâm really tripping nowâ
But watch the café, weâre coming up on Du Monde,
Thereâs blood on your lip.
The tarot reader
separated astronomy from astrology,
sheâs a telescope.
We read Aristotle over sangria
and broke from the prison of the southern bank
for a minute of free tradeâ
She eventually declined our rideâ
But I think that sheâll believe again
in free land
Straight into Orleans
Hand me those strings from my gig bag
How am I to know if youâd get in the way?
Black Cherry Blood, youâre sweet
but would you get in the way?
Donât let me drain you
and donât drain me in
my day sleep
And I would save this sucking night
with a cliché
âI never felt so coolâ
Itâs different the second time with you
I never felt so rad
I just think that Iâll regret doing this to you
Straight out of Orleans
I know you wanna go with me up river
How am I to know if youâd get in the way?
Black Cherry Blood, I need to know if youâd get in the way
Or if Iâd get in the way.