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The ragamuffiin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway
 He walks through town all alone
 He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls say
 His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide
 The hit and run, plead sanctuary, 'neath a holy stone they hide
 They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection
 nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant, pleadin' immaculate conception
 And everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood
 Sticker smiles sweet as gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud
 And I said, "Hey, gunner man, that's quicksand, that's quicksand that ain't mud
 Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood ?"
 
 That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced
 races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight
 He rides 'er low on the hip, on the side he's got Bound For Glory in red, white and blue flash paint.
 He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy The Saint
 Well that blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin' point
 He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point
 And there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell
 That is, nothin' left that you could sell
 just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell
 And I said "Hey kid, you think that's oil ? Man, that ain't oil that's blood."
 I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm
 or was he just lost in the flood ?
 Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air
 Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare
 and Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware
 Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the cops come up for air
 And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
 And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose
 but he gets blown right off his feet
 And some kid comes blastin' round the corner but a cop puts him right away
 He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish
 still breathing when I walked away
 And somebody said, "Hey man, did you see that ? His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud."
 I wonder what the dude was sayin' or was he just lost in the flood ?
 Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure messed up
 I wonder what they were gettin' into, or were they just lost in the flood ? 
            
 
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