Clutch - Pigtown Blues Lyrics
Down went from Pigtown, wrecks in the yardScream out the song just finish the jobTelephone poles slowly weep in the pitchThe butcher's brow sweat runs back down the ditchA great place to visit, a better place to leaveFalse poison sumac, lies on the heaveWeather veins beat over the motoring of shuttersThe Pigtown blues run deep down the guttersThe skies are heavy AbramBlock after block after blockAll across the marsh trees, harshly accusedPointing black fingers most broke with abuseHigh-tension wires, blush in the breezeMen have their conscience, while dogs have their fleasCyclops winks as he sinks to the soilLabor in vain, labor in toilThe residents succumb to the shadows and sticksThe Pigtown blues run right through the bricksThe skies are heavy AbramBlock after block after blockThe skies are heavy AbramBlock after block after blockThe skies are heavy AbramBlock after block after blockThe skies are heavy AbramBlock after block after block
