Jackson Dawn - Have Nots

Come away with me my friend, from the dark decaying steel and men

Just pack your bag we’re heading West, this town will take you down with it

Into the scrap yard, burial ground, cos the only job left in this town

Is to think about what could have been;

it’s the only road left leading

I’m left with this long lasting ill effect, from the eye to eye we had

And as I made my way through the decaying West I thought:

The next time I’m around, will you be nowhere to be found?

Till then lets wake the fallen, the fallen in the town

I’m out on the floor in the Jackson dawn, with the wayward rowdy ones

Forgetting they’re forgotten, but I can’t say for sure

Cos every time I meet them, they say «hey can I come along?»

«This town is taking me down and I can’t hang on for long…»

Yea there ain’t no room for them no, they’re all the son’s of the old model

they go

«Am I just a sad façade?»

«Will I amount to nothing much?»

They extend a hand and a «later man», «I'm afraid we’ll never meet again…,»

«Don't worry my friend I reckon you’re the only one that’s keeping me here…»

Look at all the kids, forgetting they’re forgotten

Given up on living cos they’re rotting in the steal and

Did you hear the stories, of the manifest disparity and

«what do I got to do to be in a rock and roll and reggae band?»

Stare down, the double white lines, and leave this town behind

Cos the old world order had its place in time don’t let if defy your mind

Just 86 the nine to five, those forty hours ain’t a life, don’t commit to that

suicide

Just make a plan and take a stand and travel all the across the land

10,000 miles in a filthy van, to play the basement with your friends…

Blacked out on the kitchen floor, with the ones I left at dawn

Re-bottled their ambitions locked away forever more

In every town I meet them;

they say «hey can I come along?»

«This town is taking me down and I can’t hang on for long.»

«Ah man, this town is taking me down and I can’t hang on for long.»