Nine Ten Thirty

Lillian feeds the pigeons
And, oh they love those seeds
Buddy and his sister
They walk these quiet streets
Raven breezes down the block
His color wheel is black
A good friend tried to leave here once
But the longing brought him back to this town
This Norman Rockwell town

Now Mark looks out his window
As Blue the dog runs by
And Becky scans the internet
With an architect’s keen eye
High up in the palm fronds
the parrots screech their song
It’s not a lovely melody
and it echoes loud and long in this town
This Norman Rockwell town
This town, this Norman Rockwell town

Bubble man is holding court, making bubble art
Children chase the magic spheres down in Garfield Park

They tried to push a freeway through
But the town said not so fast
The ostriches and dinosaurs, no they won’t be split in half
Me, I’m just a troubadour writing what I see
The parrots seems so happy here
And so, my friends, are we.. in this town
This Norman Rockwell town
This town, this Norman Rockwell town

Well it’s the Nine Ten Thirty ZIP code to this town
It’s the Nine Ten Thirty ZIP code to this town, this town