Miracle Mile (Explicit)

Miracle Mile - Silkworm

Written by：Andy Cohen/Tim Midgett/Michael Dahlquist

I was caught

In a bad dream I was locked

Out on love

I got stuck

In the slipstream until I lucked out

For once

In the sky behind this club I saw her

Face high rise

It didn't want to lose it on that

Miracle mile but we

Played at CBGB on a 4th of July

The 3 am

Sound man wanted to kill us then

He was strung out on ex lax

He was f**ked

In his lungs

He got shot out on avenue A while sucking on

Some sh*t's tongue

He would dress up like a where just to get

Lucky once in a while I didn't

Want to lose it on that

Miracle mile

But then we played at the knitting factory

For fifteen people

Thirty bucks

And someone broke into the Godd**n truck

He had sh*t

In his pants he had a needle in his arm

He just stole a couple sleeping bags that he needed

To stay warm

But he couldn't even walk we found him

Crawling in a garbage pile

I didn't

Want to lose it on that

Miracle mile

But we met with even greater misfortune in the armpit

Of the America's

Four d**b hicks from hunger

We got ripped off

By these a**holes at a fort

Lee garage

They didn't weild that motherf**king leaf Spring

Now those sparks

Were a mirage

Here we hallucinated

Freely huddled

Shivering on the tile

And I didn't want to lose it on that

Miracle mile

But six hundred dollars later

We're still drinking bad coffee

Couldn't sleep

The stomachs were full of pizza grease

Well I called her up long distance

There was freezing on the line

Did she trust me

Could she throw me with a strong breeze from behind

Oh no and no again no f**king sh*t

A crazy smile

And I didn't want to lose it on that

Miracle mile

But the stage was set for tension so I

Cried and I spit

I drooled and wept

And I hit the gas for Pittsburgh

I was caught

In a bad dream I was out

On the nod

I got stuck

In the slipstream until I blacked out

Until I blacked out

Thank God