Valley Of Ashes

Good mornin', Doc
How's the view from up there?
Got me a hunch
Gonna be a good day
Keep those spectacles clean
Keep those eyes wide, 'cause I'm seeing green
Got a feelin that sometime this morning
Good things are rolling my way

Talkin' to the creepy billboard again?
That's the last of the "tomatoes"

Well, now what?

Another shipment comes on Thursday

After dark?

Deep breaths, Mr. Wilson
You keep running your business, I'll keep running mine

You see this, Doc?
Little gift for the wife
A few hundred more
And soon this whole place
Will be in the rear view
Gonna move 'er out west
Like Ohio, where things will be best
Find a nice house, so Doc, be on lookout
I feel my dream comin' true

Dinner's in the icebox

Where do you think you're going?

To Manhattan to see my sister

When are you comin' back?

Never, if I can help it

You've got the eyes of God, Doc
See why I've gotta go
The wife's never here
And the business is slow
I'm gonna miss your face, Doc
Well, the top half, at least
We've always been thick as molasses
You've got the eyes of God
If God needed glasses