I found locks on a two way street
And faucets on a lonely highway
Locks on a two way street
And faucets on a lonely highway

The hardware store blew up
So I was told,
'Twas an explosion
The nails and screws flew up, I saw

With drywall mud a'spraying
The walls were all a'swaying
Staple guns flew
2x4's separating, people were congregating
Wood all over town

So glad I wasn't blind
I saw barbed wire hanging on a street sign
To be all blown up is a pain
To be creamed with paint is a crying shame
They'll have to build the store again

With drywall mud a'spraying
Plywood was all decaying
Screwdrivers flew
2x4's separating, people were congregating
Wood all over town

I found locks on a two way street
And faucets on a lonely highway
Locks on a two way street
And ratchets on a lonely highway
Locks on a two way street
And faucets on a lonely highway