A Real Indication

Lyric: David Lynch; Music: Angelo Badalamenti

Thought Gang-Vocal: Angelo Badalamenti

So I`m going down this street
and I`m tryin` not to smile
`Cause the street is where I`m goin`
And the curb is at the side
By the sewer
where the rain goes down
Like this girl I once knew
`Cause the sewer is so hollow
and the yell
could last forever
Like the night my girl went away
Gone off in a world filled with stuff
Lights start changin`
And there`s wires in the air
And the aspalt, man,
is all around me
And I look down
and my shoes are so far away from me, man,
I can`t believe it
I got a real indication
of a laugh comin` on
I got a real indication
of a laugh comin` on
That old wind
is howling like a cold steel train
Girl has left me
Not comin` back again
Got rusted bullet holes in the Dodge
And a heartburn like a solar flare
The grass by the house is dry, man,
And a horsefly
buzzes
by the big mistake In the distance, man,
I see myself start to smile
I got a real indication
of a laugh comin` on