The Jazz Butcher - Kids In The Mall/Kaliningrad

from the album  Waiting For The Love Bus


Bars are always humming in the afternoon in this town.
Nobody knows who they work for anymore.
See the best from the airport fatboy under the table.
Spilling his drink and throwing all of his cards on the floor.
And he's a winner.

The submarine is rusting elegantly in the harbor.
It's yours in a moment if you want to drive away in style.
Wouldn't you like to have your own stealth bomber?
Wouldn't you like to go away for awhile?

Tanks on the street - no getting out of here.
No breakfast for anybody.
Someone could have leaked to the authorities so what?
No one can see you.

People all over the world got things from this town.
Dave got a belt and I got a piece of a wall.
Gonna drive a flatbed truck down south to Georgia.
Gonna load it up with goodies for the kids in mall.

[stuff lost in `verb]
For those kids in the mall.