Childhood and Other Neighborhoods Lyrics

They tore down

The strip mall

Where we used to buy beer

The dollar theater

Has been gone

For about two years

The record store

Has been closed

Since we were seventeen

Our art teacher

She died

From a ruptured spleen

Ghosts always lived

Right next door

Let′s take the Red Line

Back to where we were

Raised

Remembering imagined

Better days

When you kissed me

Under the viaduct

And said that you're in love

With my bad luck

The ships stopped arriving

On Lake Calumet

The bars where the racists go

And bookies take a bet

Is filled with workers

From Jalisco

And no one ever tells them

They have to go

Let′s take the Red Line

Back to where we were raised

When we'd fun of brothers

Trying to play

Purple Have

Childhood and other

Neighborhoods

Talk is cheap

But the story's always good

For decade′s always said

Things ain′t what it used to be

But it was always dirty

Like a chimney sweep

Nostalgia is a trickster

Selling bad used cars

But in my heart

You are never far