On West B
Childhood Mischief and Midnight Escapes: On West B Street Chronicles
Lyrics
Well I used to be a young kid.
Reflecting on the speaker's past as a young kid.
A really dumb kid.
Acknowledging past naivety or lack of wisdom.
Racing bikes around the block for the neighborhood props.
Engaging in bike races for local recognition.
In Wyoming yeah.
Locating the setting in Wyoming.
Was it all that bad.
Questioning the severity of past experiences.
There's a crazy bald woman wearing winter clothes.
Observing an eccentric woman in inappropriate clothing.
In summer wonder what she wears when it snows.
Wondering about the woman's clothing choices in different seasons.
And I'm really scared.
Expressing fear or unease.
Really really scared.
Emphasizing the intensity of fear.
The next door lady's been giving me stares.
Noticing disapproving stares from a neighbor.
I'm setting firecrackers off in her mailbox.
Revealing a rebellious act of setting firecrackers in a mailbox.
Because she made me mad.
Justifying the act due to anger.
So she'll have to pay.
Expecting consequences for the neighbor's actions.
You will never see me on West B street.
Declaring avoidance of West B street.
The cat lady's still singing you won't see me.
Referring to a cat lady singing about not being seen.
No you will never find me on West B street.
Reiterating the avoidance of West B street.
Because the neighbor next door she scares me on West B.
Explaining the fear of a neighbor on West B.
Well now I swore to the officer he ran this way.
Claiming innocence to an officer but lacking evidence.
But there's no footprints in the snow today.
Noticing the absence of footprints in the snow.
And I know I'm caught.
Feeling caught or exposed.
Brother's bawling his head off.
Describing a brother crying.
But what can you say when you're only nine.
Justifying youthful actions with age.
It's just one broken window to pass the time.
Minimizing the significance of breaking a window.
And it seemed so cool.
Recalling a past event that seemed cool but lacked approval.
But no one else was smiling.
Noting the absence of others' approval.
Now the twins down the street are in another fight.
Observing neighborhood twins in conflict.
I think the one with the bullwhip will win this one.
Predicting the outcome of a fight between the twins.
And they're running hard.
Describing the twins running through the speaker's yard.
Right through my yard.
Emphasizing the disturbance caused by the twins.
Well here is how that story twists.
Revealing an unexpected turn of events where the speaker becomes the nemesis.
Somehow I became their nemesis.
Expressing the speaker's role as a nemesis to the twins.
Now I'm on my roof.
Portraying the speaker on the roof as darkness sets in.
And it's starting to get dark.
Noting the progression of time as it gets dark.
I had planned for years.
Having planned an escape with a clear path.
My escape was clear.
Acknowledging the beauty of the current situation despite challenges.
It's a long walk man.
Highlighting the length of the journey.
But it's beautiful to be here.
Appreciating the beauty of the present moment.
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