Black and Brown Blues - Silver Jews

Baby, let’s get dressed up

I got two pairs of shoes

Darling, you look so beautiful

When your hair’s all hung in jewels

And sometimes I find it really hard to choose

Between a pair of black and a pair of brown shoes

When I’m high on bad wings

Up by the silvery moon

I think of a certain sad king

Trapped in his golden room

And I dream of a cold river on the way

To come and sweep that king into this black and brown bay

Well, the water looks like jewelry

When it’s coming out the spout

Nothing could make me feel better

Than a wet kiss on the mouth

Fake I.D.'s and honey bees

The jagged skyline of car keys

I never knew a bird could fly so low

Rub out the catlight

Rub out the village

Red and white exit light

That’s exodus damage

Why don’t people think of who they use?

Why don’t you try and come and get me

Black and brown blues

It’s raining triple sec in Tchula

And the radio plays «Crazy Train»

There’s a quadroon ball in the beehive

Hanging out in the rain

And when there’s trouble, I don’t like running

But I’m afraid I got more in common

With who I was than who I am becoming

When I go downtown

I always wear a corduroy suit

Because it’s made of a hundred gutters

That the rain can run right through

But a lonely man can’t make a move

If he can’t even bring himself to choose

Between a pair of black and a pair of brown shoes