Spock's Beard - The 39th Street Blues (I'm Sick) lyrics

Hey Snow White and the Harlem Knight You make a perfect pair Skin and bones and a hatchet faced homes Hey, what you doin' 'round here Why don't you go back to Central Park Or stick around and see why love is art In my sin I've sunk right in I finally understood Why all the geeks and the Catholic Priests They love to do us good Maybe you would like some at my cost? Or maybe you and the white shadow should go get lost 'Cause I'm sick of pity and morphine I'm sick of you runnin' me down I'm sick but maybe there's something That can still save me from the depths of this town One more time I'll speak my mind And then you'd better go Before Sad Sam and the backdoor man Make me wish I'd just said no I might come to your meeting in the park But now I've got to work it's getting dark 'Cause I'm sick of pity and morphine I'm sick of you runnin' me down I'm sick but maybe there's something That can still save me that can still save me Come you worn out weak and tired To this meeting in the dark of the night And you'll walk in the light Yes, you'll walk in the light If you're addicted and afflicted My name is Snow and I've the gift and the sight And we'll make it alright Yes, we'll make it alright