Free Man in Hell - Joshua Lee Turner

You learned to swim up on dry land

And I went dry over a watering can

If the car slows down, can we make it

To the starry band?

A centipede through din crescendos

Wouldn’t dare to tell a friend, though

Ashes from a tin, poisoned

With Buillet and bolo

When you’re trapped in paradise

Or a free man in hell

Burning or freezing, go on and build me a cell

I guess I’ll just wear ‘em, if the chains fit me well

You’re either trapped in paradise or a free man in hell

Neon blares through grey smoke din

Velvet Julia on a gunpowder plinth

Harried, but carried aloft

By diversion

Between where I’m going and where I’ve been

The town’s on fire or the ground’s frozen

It’s all just recreational masochism

When you’re trapped in paradise

Or a free man in hell

Burning or freezing, go on and build me a cell

I guess I’ll just wear ‘em, if the chains fit me well

You’re either trapped in paradise or a free man in hell