John Budrevo - Exiles On Mainstreet

The one-eyed visionary's
Sneakin' down the boulevard
He tries to demonstrate that he controls his gait
The weight of absolution makes him wanna play this part
He disregards the golden rule of swallowing his pride
And way beyond the multitudes he finds a place to hide
Exile on Maintstreet
So come on up and follow him down
Come on up and follow him down
And lately I've discovered refugees in sanctuaries
They seem so real to me, they're driving me to tears
And while I sympathize with those who try to do their best
I wonder what's that precious thing that's keeping them alive
That's keeping them from seeing that they're nothing more
Than poor exiles on Mainstreet
So come on up and follow them down
Come on up and follow them down
Now you've got your act together
That is oh, so fine
But do you even notice those who fall
But at the big get-together
At that final call
Don't expect your looks to be disarming
If you ignore the demonized
There's nothing to be gained
It's time that you now realized
That there's a mass of
Poor exiles on Mainstreet
So come on up and follow them down
Yeah, come on up and follow them down
Hey, come on up and follow them down
Now come on up and follow them down

Written by:
Klaus Bluetner

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