Free Parking on Forest Ave.

I walked around town looking for hell
Gehenna in the spring time a heavenly smell
American Spirits fill the air
And Two James won't be the last thing
On the docket tonight

The Great Hand
Has given me
Reasons to dispel poignancy

I scampered on down to the liquor store
Barbecue Better Made I was lookin for
But then I locked eyes with Miller Time
A 30 of High Life is a marriage so divine

The Bronx is my vacancy
Onion rings of transcendency

I investigate the mysteries of Cobo Hall
How the hell is it anyone can be there at all?
Now is the princess a tourist spot?
Every time I see it, it's starting to rot

Kresge is calling me
The court of highest decree

I remember the first time I made a left
In Michigan, it was a predicament
The man in the Pontiac kindly waved
Actually, he coincidentally flipped me off

Thirty One Three is a home to me
The gem of the U.S. is where I'll be
Is where I'll be
For now.