[00:02.95]Out in the alleys of Austin
[00:16.38]There's a song on the side of the wall
[00:25.30]The bricks and the bottles and the mongrels
[00:35.32]Are trying to make sense out of it all
[00:45.01]And the moon looks all too familiar
[00:53.43]The kids say "There ain't no man in there";
[01:03.83]While the laid back baboon
[01:09.80]By the light of the Texas moon
[01:14.88]Is combing his auburn hair
[01:20.93]He's just combing his auburn hair
[01:30.72]Now out in the alleys of Heaven
[01:40.45]There's a funky feeling angel strumming chords
[01:49.83]While the preachers sit and get stoned in their Buicks
[01:59.47]Jesus Christ rolls by in his Ford
[02:07.76]And the clouds are like the feathers of sparrows
[02:17.70]A thousand different colors of grey
[02:27.18]It's the hustle of the paradise bar room
[02:36.56]And the glory of hanging out in space
[02:45.75]It's the glory of hanging out in space
[02:55.10]In the alleys of Austin and Heaven
[03:50.28]The song they're playing is the same
[03:59.42]The jam sessions sound like the gutters
[04:08.97]As the muddy licks and sticks roll down the drain
[04:20.09]And the drainpipe she rolls out to the river
[04:28.55]And the Pedernales flows out to the sea
[04:37.95]And the sea waters rise up to Heaven
[04:46.39]And rain down on the alleys of Austin
[04:57.38]And you
[05:00.44]And me
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