Lyrics The Hard Parade - The Growlers

The Hard Parade

Out of the black hole, he checked for dings
Stared polishing bottles and blowing smoke rings
Couldn't hold a stare
A childhood at most
Found a pretty woman to show him the ropes

Off in a hurry to find a new vice
Off to the city of a billion eyes

Dreamer of the weird
Walkin' along the cliff
Generous of the trip
On a fated slip
Hands behind his back
He don't want your help
Trying to learn the hard way all by himself

Off in a hurry to find a new vice
Off to the city of a billion eyes

Keep pushing off sleeping
Doing the wrong thing
For the right reasons
Keep pushing off sleeping
Doing the wrong thing
For the right reasons

Keep pushing off sleeping
Doing the wrong thing
For the right reasons
Keep pushing off sleeping
Doing the wrong thing
For the right reasons

Hit the ground running
He didn't look back
No one's around to guess where he's at

Off in a hurry to find a new vice
Off to the city of a billion eyes

Keep pushing off sleeping
Doing the wrong thing
For the right reasons
Keep pushing off sleeping
Doing the wrong thing
For the right reasons

He sketched the bullets
Hit dead-head levels
Zigzagged and dipped his way out of hell

Off in a hurry to find a new vice
Off to the city of a billion eyes

Keep pushing off sleeping
Doing the wrong thing
For the right reasons
Keep pushing off sleeping
Doing the wrong thing
For the right reasons