ticket taker

Tonights the night when the waters rise
Youre groping in the dark
The ticket takers count the men who can afford the arc
The ticket takers will not board
For the ticket takers are tied
For five and change an hour
They will count the passers by
They say the skys the limit
But the skys about to fall
Down come all them record books cradle and all
They say before he bit it
That the boxer felt no pain
But somewhere theres a gamblin man
With a ticket in the rain
Mary Anne,
I know Im a long shot
But Mary Anne, what else have you got
I am a ticket taker, many tickets have
I tornAnd
I will be your arc, we will float above the storm
Many years have passed in this river town
Ive sailed through many traps
I keep a stock of weapons should society collapse
I keep a stock of amo
One of oil and one of gold
I keep a place for
Mary AnneSoon she will come home
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