Email: [Verse 1] Black faces pressed against the glass Where rain has pressed its weight Wind blown scarves in top down cars All share one western trait Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks From winos to dime-store Jews Probably don’t know they give me These late John Garfield blues [Verse 2] Midnight fell on Franklin Street And the lamppost bulbs were broke For the life of me I could not see But I heard a brand new joke Two men were standing upon a bridge One jumped and screamed you lose And just left the odd man holding Those late John Garfield blues [Bridge] An old man sleeps with his conscience at night Young kids sleep with their dreams While the mentally ill sit perfectly still And live through life’s in-betweens [Verse 3] I’m going away to the last resort In week or two real soon Where the fish don’t bite but once a night By the cold light of the moon The horses scream the nightmares dream And the dead men all wear shoes Cause everybody’s dancin Those late John Garfield bluuuuuuuuuuues [Outro]