Lyrics Latin Quarter

Latin Quarter

Race Me Down

Don't walk, don't walk it says but he can't ride

Not while his only living relative's inside

Who couldn't pay his way and couldn't pay his fines

His spirit stretched like gum between the 'stop' signs

The dust of angels hurled into your eyes

Does more than sear and more than tranquilize

The burger beads of gristle marbled hard

And strewn like clam-shell pearls in your back-yard

Race me down, Felipe, race me down

To the small and secret corners of this town

Race me fast on sunset

Race me past sundown

Race me down, Felipe

The street is a storefront smashed beyond repair

Where the cheaper goods still cost too much to care

But wisdom's thrown in free with every sale

Don't fool yourself 'cos you can't even raise your bail

Say, hey Felipe, the barrio's like a barrier to a town

That no-one knows (where no-one goes)

Say, stay Felipe, left to lose, they left us curfewed

Left us cracked in two