Wilmington Nights

Looking for some stuff because we never have enough
Responding to the dragon's call
We ran into Topo at Tommy’s Burgers
Copped and dropped him off at the Longshoreman’s Hall
Geezing in an alley with east side
Wilma's graffiti all over the wall
In the car lots of tar and a little bit of coke
And a brand new pack of pall malls to smoke

Wilmington Nights
Third world hookers make twenty dollars last all night
Watching David Letterman in my room in black and white
The blue light that comes from the television makes me feel alright
A bottle of wine and speedball keeps me tight

Living high on the hog on the east side at the Pontiac hotel
Reading the words on a bottle of t-bird in a rented 1-man cell
Doing whatever I have to do full-time just to keep me well
Destined to live out the rest of my days in a fortified portside hell

Wilmington Nights
Surfer man with a chick with double-d fake plastic tits makes you feel out of sight
Bindle of coke and Heinekens, for you that is just quite alright
The heart of the harbor alleyways offer sanctuary from the headlights
The red and blue lights of the black and white’s are going to shine on you tonight