Pot Holes Ezra Furman

[Intro: unknown]
(One, two, three, four)

[Doo-wop refrain]

It's a beautiful city
We've been living in lately
Never go to the South side
(Don't you go down to the South side)

And there's pot holes
Sleeping in the black concrete
And your little rebel rebel's
Just a pebble in a big stream

Yes, we're living underneath a
World imperial empire
And it's built on the flimsy web of
Your money and your desire

And yes we built this city on the ruins of
Rock and roll
One minute you're driving on smooth pavement
Then you're down in a dark pot hole

And if there's black men sleeping on
Your white concrete
You go and see a ten dollar movie
Then you're caught in the web of
The waking dream