Clash

I come from a long way away
I know a fine thing when I see it - see it
For the same reason no one ever pointed a telescope at the sun
Talking about the red angels of N.Y. City
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonight?
Not even five enforcement agencies can save their own
Never mind the people
Tonight it's raining on the angels of the city
Did anyone prophesize these people?
Only Travis
Come in Travis
All the animals come out at night. Queens, fairies, dopers,
Junkies. Sick, venal. Some day a real rain will come and
Wash all the scum off the streets.
Thank God for the rain to wash the trash off the sidewalk.
Listen, you screwheads! Here is a man who would not take
It anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the
Filth. Now I see it clearly.
Personally, I know the alley
Where Jack feeds on the birds of night
Not even bobbies bicycling
Can stop the blood and feathers flying
Wearing overalls and for once and for all
What is the dream>
I'll tell it
To live like they do in the movies