Crosby Tyler: Music
SO OUT OF PLACE(from the album 10 SONGS OF AMERICA TODAY)
(Crosby Tyler)
SO OUT OF PLACE
Well, I’m sitting here in the morning sun,
Strumming on my guitar,
Wondering why it's so segregated off avenue 61
Lose that thought, brother, you ain’t in Arkansas
You’re back here in Highland Park,
Where the neighborhood is jammed with refugees,
Sleeping in abandoned cars,
Miguel Mijeia is singing on the radio,
Los Borrachos are moaning away,
Senor Breadman yells horita, pasile,
Yet somehow I just don’t feel so out of place……
I’m a tired of worrying bout getting paid
From just another hustler’s game,
Freddy confesses he's smoking crack,
Says he’ll slit my throat if his boss knows that,
Hey Mamasita yo no tengo the time,
No mas ninos till after I die,
I’m not the Daddy you hoping to meet,
I’d rather be hollerin’ like a Leadbelly,
Miguel Mijeia is singing on the radio,
Los Borrachos are moaning away,
Senor Breadman yells horita, pasile,
Yet somehow I just don’t feel so out of place……