White Houses

x 2 White houses in neat little rows contrasting against the sky Tumbled down black shacks over the tracks children so hungry they could cry The chrome the steel the metal dream leaving the teepee to rot The escapist young mind left behind saving dimes for community pot You better get straight     Better better get straight   I mean you better get straight right now    Better get it you better better get straight babe       They’re crying out for love all the time but they fail to see their             neighbours eyes The TV is on 6 o’clock news the channel’s in full colored lies The company meets the President speaks he’s young but his bones creak Young girl dresses for the high school dance and the guy next door is dyin’   for a peek Get straight You better yeah you better get straight babe    Oh did you get what I said I said to you    That you you better you better get angry You better you better get straight   SOLO (32 bars) They put a bible in the drawer of the motel room and it’s crying out to be read But it stays right there collecting dust no one understands what’s being said Lovers make love in comfy boxes what will tomorrow bring                     They’ve been told that it’s wrong but they don’t give a damn soon another   life it will bring You better get straight baby   Yeah you you better get straight baby   Oh and I think I better get myself to get it babe You know what I mean I been bent so very long    I wanna fly right I wanna do it alright