Lake Pontchartrain

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Tim McNally

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Every time I see you waiting in line
With your hair standing up and the fear in your eyes
Waving your arms around, and running in place
While vampires and rattlesnakes are lying in wait
You keep wondering what happened to the good old days
But tables turned and hunters have become the prey

And it's quarter past seven on a Saturday in June
And you're staring at the water and it's staring back at you
Walking through the paces of your plan to get way
But there's angels to shoot, and there's devils to pay
There's too much that you owe
There's too much that you know
From the women and numbers and drugs that you've run
Everybody knows that you deserve what's come

Every time I see you driving through town
With your hair slicked back and radio loud
Waving to all the girls, and flipping off boys
Acting like there ain't a quiver in your voice
Your mind wanders to pain that you've caused and the hate
As you're slowly pulling up along Lake Pontchartrain

It's quarter till eleven on a Monday night in Fall
You hear echoes amplifying a coyote's far off call
Remembering a time you thought you might just get away
But the devils had called and they wanted to play
You said "I take it back"
You said "I ran off track"
To the lake and the birds and the trees and the grass
You see someone approaching through the windshield glass...

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