| I Say That I Will Go |
|---|
| Across the freeway flow |
| Against the western row |
| On ploding shoes i go |
| To steal you out of tow |
| On the phone i swear |
| And so i will do so |
| Up the access stair |
| To cash my paycheck there |
| And down again to fare |
| The dirty city glare |
| Through the motor squall |
| To the south i bear |
| Past the chola wall |
| Swift and not to stall |
| Beyond the burning tires |
| Among the towering spires |
| I say that i will go |
| And so i will do so |
| Down the barren lanes |
| Heed the boarded panes |
| To the hard window |
| There to sign below |
| Alone there i will go |
| And put the money down |
| To take you back to town |
| On the phone i swear |
| Not to tell your dad |
