They waiting for nothing down the U-town row.
Rain and dust, the same wind that blow.
I know hidden places were we can go. Just run away and no one would know.
To the feilds were the wild roses grow, were the heat is on and everything flow. Here the times go to slow.
They waiting for nothing down the U-town row.

If you feeling down and blue.
And got nothing to do.
Baby I got something for you.
Try my special home made brew.
It will open doors you never knew
Knock you down, split youre vision in two.
I call it the pillow skirunner glue.

You will return like Jesus from a clear blue sky.
To the streets of U-Town and the evil eye. The men will get angry and the women will cry.
They will hang you on a cross on a hill near by.
You will not understand and ask them why. But you never got time to say goodbye
Before the world grows dark and you die.