The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway Songtext
von Steve Hackett

And the lamb lies down
On Broadway
Early morning Manhattan
Ocean winds blow on the land
Ruby Palace is now undone
The all-night watchmen have had their fun
Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show
It′s the same old ending, time to go
Get out
It seems they cannot leave their dream
There's something moving in the sidewalk steam
And the lamb lies down
On Broadway
Nighttime flyers feel the pain
Rod stores take down their chains
Metal motion comes in third
Gas station can′t quench the thirst
Suspension crack on the unmade road
The trucker's eyes read "overload"
Down the subway


Real imperial aerosol kid
Exes in daylight, spray gun hid
And the lamb lies down
On Broadway
The lamb seems right out of place
But the Broadway street scene
Finds a focus in its face
Somehow it's lying there
Brings a stillness to the air
Though man-made light
At night is very bright
There′s no whitewash victim
As the neons do to the cultured white
Real imperial aerosol kid
Wipes his gun, he′s forgotten what he did
And the lamb lies down
On Broadway
Suits and tie, the work all done
Thinks the money's earned and we hardly know
Headman′s velvet gloves house the whore
Sawdust kings spits out his gold
Wonder women you can draw your blind
Don't look at me, I′m not your kind
I'm real
Something inside me has just begun
Lord knows what I have done
And the lamb lies down
On Broadway
On Broadway
On Broadway
On Broadway
They say the lights are always bright
On Broadway
They say there′s always magic
In the air
In the air
In the air