[00:02.95]Out in the alleys of Austin[00:16.38]There's a song on the side of the wall[00:25.30]The bricks and the bottles and the mongrels[00:35.32]Are trying to make sense out of it all[00:45.01]And the moon looks all too familiar[00:53.43]The kids say "There ain't no man in there";[01:03.83]While the laid back baboon[01:09.80]By the light of the Texas moon[01:14.88]Is combing his auburn hair[01:20.93]He's just combing his auburn hair[01:30.72]Now out in the alleys of Heaven[01:40.45]There's a funky feeling angel strumming chords[01:49.83]While the preachers sit and get stoned in their Buicks[01:59.47]Jesus Christ rolls by in his Ford[02:07.76]And the clouds are like the feathers of sparrows[02:17.70]A thousand different colors of grey[02:27.18]It's the hustle of the paradise bar room[02:36.56]And the glory of hanging out in space[02:45.75]It's the glory of hanging out in space[02:55.10]In the alleys of Austin and Heaven[03:50.28]The song they're playing is the same[03:59.42]The jam sessions sound like the gutters[04:08.97]As the muddy licks and sticks roll down the drain[04:20.09]And the drainpipe she rolls out to the river[04:28.55]And the Pedernales flows out to the sea[04:37.95]And the sea waters rise up to Heaven[04:46.39]And rain down on the alleys of Austin[04:57.38]And you[05:00.44]And me[05:03.86]