16th St. Dozens - Two Gallants

Cops and junkies hurl their sophistries

And hail cacophony

Try not hard to shake this off of me

Howl you fools, it’s all for naught

But on 16th street we wait for holiness

Vaccinate ourselves from loneliness

Masquerade through homes of homelessness

And oh, I hope we’ll not get over this

Here the now is now upon us

Everyone must share this on us

Ancients have no more to loan us

All our debts unpaid

On 16th street we rise in numbers

Once a name now just a number

Scream for all the unsaid, unheard prisoners on parade

Sweet Dolores, mi mamasita

Seems each day I still re-meet you

Disculpame mi pobrecita

Guess I left things incomplete

But all this noise will soon be over

So let’s drink until you’re halfway sober

Red rover’s already over

But the last thing that we need is closure

Now it’s time for us to swallow all this loss until tomorrow

Pay back all the time we’ve borrowed

Anger well displayed

On 16th street we fall in numbers

No one questions, no one wonders

Scream for all the unsaid, unheard hoodlums on parade