Sorry from Cold Coming by Zip Tang

Down in West Town
Nineteen and sixty
In a room by the alley
Behind a bar they call the home of the gypsies
Miles Davis blowin’ through the wall
He bought another eight ball
And they made that shit hole
Into their own private Shangri-La

He split the scene and she filled the void with anonymous patrons
What she didn’t know was the whole time she’d been hosting a new creation
By the time that her cycle had ceased she was apprehended by police
And Marie was born into a world not meant for anyone

Oh sweet Marie
Remember I'm sorry
You'll never know me
I'm sorry
Sorry

All her new mothers dressed in black
The sisters of the rosary made a pact
To find her an upstanding home
But the only ones that wanted her, among the pious whisperers
Were the ones known as the family son of John

Mr. Johnson made the move and the missus added she approved
To take her into their consecrated fold
But it didn't turn out good
Not the way they thought it would
The sisters knew not what they should
Mr. Johnson wasn't any good

• Progressive Rock
• Rock
• eclectic
• prog rock
• Chicago