Ca$h4otterz Tender Moments in the Funny Part of Town

I didn't know what to expect
It was summer raining salt-water ice
You were standing in the bureau de change
in a bathing suit
Old men were singing songs of war
in the alleyway with flutes and small guitars
We ate seafood at the news kiosk
It wasn't very fresh but we survived

Streetlights sparked off the glass shards on the ground
Tender moments in the funny part of town

When we went to make a call
People whispered into bullet holes in walls
Arctic foxes blocked our paths
So we had to take a detour through the fair
There were traders selling cumin out of monkey skulls
We only bought a box
Filled with photographs of dead sea captains
Some of whom looked nice

Our feet didn't touch the ground
Tender moments in the funny part of town