Think of a no parking zoneWhere armored cars keep the streetAnd every heart seeks inspirationIt is full to maximum capacityLeave your things in the streetsAnd run wildWooden heads on the chopping blockAnd other hearts pumping inkThat spills out over dreams of antiquityPale but full of ghostly charmLeave your things in the streetsAnd run wild [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/guided_by_voices/run_wild.html ]
