LOST IN THE FLOOD

Live 07 Oct 2002 version



Oooh, oooh, ooh ooh ooh, oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh, oooh, ooh, oooooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ragamuffin gunner's returnin' home like a hungry runaway
He walks through town all alone
"He must be from the fort," he hears the high school girls say
The countryside's burnin' with wolfmen fairies dressed in drag for homicide
They hit and run, plead sanctuary, 'neath the holy stone they hide
They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection
Nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant, pleadin' immaculate conception
And everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood
Sticker smiles sweet as gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud
And I said, "Hey gunner man, that's quicksand, that's quicksand that ain't mud
Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood?"

That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced
Races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight
He rides her low on the hip, on the side he's got Bound For Glory in red, white and blue flash
paint
He leans on the hood telling racin' stories, the kids call him Jimmy The Saint
Well that blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin' point
He rides headfirst into a hurricane, and disappears into a point
There's nothin' left but blood where the body fell
That is, nothin' left that you could sell
Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell
And I said, "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil, that's blood"
I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm
Or was he just lost in the flood?

Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air
Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare
And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware
Everything stops, you hear five quick shots, the cops come up for air
Now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
That cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose, but gets blown right off his feet
Some kid comes blastin' 'round the corner, but a cop puts him right away
He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish
He was still breathing when I walked away
And someone said, "Hey man, did you see that? His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud"
I wonder what that dude was sayin', or was he just lost in the flood?
Hey man, did you see that? Them poor cats were sure fucked up
I wonder what they were gettin' into, or were they just lost in the flood?

Oooh, oooh, ooh ooh ooh, oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh, oooh, ooh, oooooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh


Info

The above lyrics are for the live 07 Oct 2002 performance of LOST IN THE FLOOD at HSBC Arena in Buffalo, NY, during The Rising Tour. The song was played in a solo piano arrangement featuring a vocal intro and outro sung by Bruce.

Ticket stub for the 07 Oct 2002 show at HSBC Arena, Buffalo, NY
Ticket stub for the 07 Oct 2002 show at HSBC Arena, Buffalo, NY

Credits

Thanks Jake (ol'catfishinthelake at BTX and Greasy Lake) for the lyrics help.

Available Versions

List of available versions of LOST IN THE FLOOD on this website:

LOST IN THE FLOOD [Album version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 02 Mar 1973 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 31 Oct 1973 (late show) version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 19 Oct 1974 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 18 Nov 1975 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 12 Dec 1975 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 01 Sep 1978 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 01 Jul 2000 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 07 Oct 2002 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 08 Aug 2003 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 01 Oct 2004 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 31 Jul 2005 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 23 Apr 2008 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 05 Jun 2009 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 22 Nov 2009 version]
LOST IN THE FLOOD [Live 08 Apr 2014 version]

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