Felice Brothers - San Antonio Burning Lyrics
I see San Antonio burningThrough the barred station windowI see angels on boats beating trumpets of goldIn the sky above the old rodeoAs I roll off my prison mattressAnd I drink from the station house sinkI can see that blotter in the waterWith my name bleeding newspaper inkShe was long white legs and diamondsI was a Long Island lawyer in blackI should have known as we walked through the World's FairThat she'd die with a knife in the backO doc, O doc, I need my morphineAs the guard drags his keys across the barsI can see Mr. Pain, beyond the window frameIn empty golden hills beyond the starsI see San Antonio burningThrough the barred station windowI see angels on boats beating trumpets of goldIn the sky above the old rodeo