Friday's Tie Dye Nightmare

Friday's Tie-Die Nightmare - Carole King

In Friday's tie-dye nightmare

I was trying to get from here to there

Walking to passing through

People everywhere

I got on at my station

Running through the fire

Looking for an elevation that

Would get me a little higher

News of people dying

Someone lying on the stair

Crying for the nation

Can we offer up a prayer

There'll be a coronation

A fancy dress affair

We'll be lined up in formation

But we won't be going anywhere

Down the hellhole

Trying to make my way

I couldn't get where I wanted

Due to an unforeseen delay

The man was apologetic as

He turned his head to say

Sorry kid you're not gonna

Make it home today

Hey mister why'd you

Take my ticket away

Even more to the point

How come I let you

I could blame it all on you

Or make up my mind to stay

I wish I knew a way

I could forget you

I didn't read the fine print

You gotta be on the ball

Some days I'm less confident

Up against a wall

I wonder where my mind went

I should have made the call

I like to think I'm innocent

But then don't we all got we all

I got to the next location

Hoping for the best

But another situation put me to the test

A man in black pants

A white shirt and a red vest

Had fallen on the track and

No one even got depressed

Or even guessed he wasn't

Putting on an act

Someone said he'd drunk too much

'Cause he was lying on his back

It was also duly noted that

He happened to be black

There was a serious lack of

Anything right at all here

What's the difference

I didn't stop

The very least I could have

Done was call a cop

But I passed the news vendor

Pursuing my agenda

And I like everyone else

I dropped the ball here

Still trying to get home

I saw a telephone

And put some coins I had found

They were supposed to work

They did for the man beside me

But when I dropped them in

They wouldn't go down down down down

What is going on here

Will I ever know the truth

How do to deal with the time

Stealing away your daddy's youth

Story after story of disaster barely missed

You see common miracles somehow do exist

And anyone can be kissed by lady fortune

So I gathered up my skirt

And tucked my wallet in

Grabbed my bag and the sling

I carried my girl child in

Funny she didn't cry

She wasn't scared at all

She could see a happy outcome

In the patterns on the wall

And you know

The next train was the right one

But not for the vested man

I try but there's too many things

I'll never understand

You gotta keep on going knowing

Someone's got a plan

For Friday's tie-dye nightmare

And Monday's promised land

And there it is