The Saddest Parade Chris Jeffries Homeless Romantic
Darling my bones are aching
from overuse and strain
and day by day i've been losing my brain and I have less and less to say to you
darling my bones are weak
and my legs are to run
my scrawny frame it calls out your name
but i'm already deaf blind and dumb
darling wave goodbye to this place
just like a monkey being shot into space
with a bit of luck and an empty cup
and a tear rolling down your face
you, you belong to me
you, you belong to me
on the dark side of the street
darling pay no attention to that old spinning wheel
no one is left, no one at all except for time
to kill, eventually we'll make hime stand still and die a thousand deaths in each others arms
darling we were kings and queens
of skeletons and zombies
and I had a beautiful dream
the boiling sea it flooded the streets
so I hitch-hiked back down to new orleans
to accept all the dead love you once offered me
you, you belong to me
you, you belong to me
on the dark side of the street
this is the saddest parade
and it's the last parade of the day
Chris Jeffries Homeless Romantic is an album dedicated to the traveling artists and musicians who will most likely not make enough to survive but will understand priceless bits about humanity and the world we live in. Chris Jeffries has lived in his van for the better part of a decade, surviving off of music, and traveling the world. Driving through the border of Mexico Heading south driving around aimlessly for six months before finally succumbing to E. Coli poisoning and Amoebas and driving back home. Hitchhiking from Germany to Sweden in two days with a tooth infection. Eating garbage and sleeping outdoors, or for the fortunate, a nice van. Respect to all of those who put beauty before there own well-being.
Recorded in Hayward, California Mastered in Witzenhausen, Germany