Chainlink Fence

me and Terry Haden, leanin''' on a chainlink fence
lazing away a summer day not causing a disturbance
we cracked a can of Milwaukee, took free throws from the line
smiled as the neighborhood girls walked by and didn't pay us any mind
when i come around here now,
when i come around it's always like this and I like it
spilled paint on the boombox, volume stuck on nine
it echoes down these concrete streets to the porch of that woman of mine
Dion and the Belmonts sing to my hearts content
sweet music to my ears leaning on a chainlink fence
when i come around here now,
when i come around it's always like this and I like it
so meet me on the corner down by Wooster Square
by the grocer and the laundromat where Dimitri cuts hair
and we'll have a smoke in the graveyard and a slice of Sally's best
looking out on this great wide world and time won't even exist
see that Louis he was just a baby, now he's hanging out in the park
and the cops they watch his every move and call it their work
the dogs chase each other around the diamond, life somehow makes sense
you can see the whole damn city from here leaning on a chainlink fence
when i come around here now,
when i come around it's always like this and I like it