Some pigeons have a heart made of gold
I've never met one, but I've clearly been told
Farewell to the days where I fail to regain
Some sense of who belongs
Only zeros can become someone
Your flipped mirrors, directed towards a gun
Well, if you scare but not shake
In the great god's name
You're an arrow, your allegiance is gone
Now, that's how the blues run the town
Yeah, that's how the blues run the town
Oh, Penny Penny, oh, how I pity your soul
She's a goner when her lips become old
She gonna feel something break
It'll be her heart, says my brain
He ain't a pharaoh, he ain't even a dog
Now, that's how the blues run the town
Yeah, that's how the blues run the town