Lyrics

you keep my ass behind a plexiglass
for a moonshine high and a nicotine lie
I spend my nights in an abandoned row
you knock it down, there's another one around
the birdwatchers stay in the yards far away
'cause the harbour lights don't shine that bright

gotta make a break, gotta drive a stake
gotta loose the fake, gotta heal the ache
gotta give and take, gotta get a break
I'm going south down on North Avenue

I cross North Calvert for some Southern Comfort
a line Mason-Dixon wouldn't cross in the dark
I read my news of Baltimore
Farrakhan is calling for a hate war
Serenity Place is on Broadway
but you gotta hit bottom if you want to stay

gotta make a break, gotta drive a stake
gotta loose the fake, gotta heal the ache
gotta give and take, gotta get a break
I'm going south down on North Avenue