Friday's Tie Dye Nightmare Lyrics
Friday's Tie Dye Nightmare - Carole King/Slash
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