There Ain’t No Santa Claus on the Evenin’ Stage(Lp Version) - Captain Beefheart

There Ain't No Santa Claus on the Evenin' Stage (Lp Version) - Captain Beefheart
There ain't no Santa Claus on the evening stage
There ain't no way to pull the curtain
And hide from hunger's rage
There ain't no town to stop in
There ain't no time to stop in
There ain't no straw for my horse
There ain't no straw for my bed
There ain't no comfort in cold boards
There ain't no rumours or food for my stomach
And someday I'm gonna be saved
Because I gotta eat and drink and breathe and sleep
And I'm ah slave aaaaah
Down in hominy's grotto there's a soul die and leaving
Every second on the evening stage
There's a soul die and rotting and picking
Some new kinda cotton
With his fingers broken and his heart and back forgotten
There ain't no Santa Claus on the evening stage
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