The High Desert Playboys - The Night that the City Hall Burned

The fields they are all full of locusts
and the wind won't die down
It's all I can do not to notice
That you're never around.

The closets they all have their monsters
With servants by their sides to assist
All the raincoats and hangers
Can't stop the demons in the mist

The night that the city hall burned
We lost all the lessons we learned
kings were all dead
We made new ones instead

The demons they all made their returns
In spite of all those who had spurned them
heroes all said
can't get out of bed
The heroes all said
They can't get out of bed
The night that the city hall burned

The actors on various stages
Of make believe murders and visions
All the walls and their fences
And their divisions

The dilettantes dancing in the moonlight
The chosen ones full of intentions
Will all have their night
Will all have their time in detentions

The night that the city hall burned
We lost all the lessons we learned
The kings were all dead
We made new ones instead

And the demons they all made their returns

Written by:
Clark Libbey

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