Songtext Elevator operator Dispatch

Elevator operator

Airstream, poetry, New Orleans, the shape of your mouth
Cafe cars, corner bars, back roads, we did the south

And I told the elevator operator
See you later, there's a chance I'm not making it down

The wind and the willows, cigarillos and chairman mao
Yeah I took a big hit of the counterfeit, but I'm better now

I told the elevator operator
See you later, there's a chance I'm not making it down now
And all you moon drifters, beware of grifters in their glitter there's a chance that they're taking you out (now)

And ah if it wasn't so tragic, I'd tell you everything from start to finish
But I'm afraid that it would lose its magic
That Slight of hand in the dreamland
The city of Louisiana that felt like heaven, but everyone was still alive

You said you were travellin and you put me in your pocket
You said I tasted like summer, you could feel our pine forest bed
You words played on repeat in my head, and It took me a while to get you out

But then I'd get a letter with you still calling me baby
There's Pine needles in the parchment and you asking me if I was still searching
For the world that I believed
And I'd write back not meaning to send
How I was fixing settle down in some quiet southern town

Now I know you were with him all the while
I didn't think corporate lawyers were your style

And I told the elevator operator
See you later, there's a chance I'm not making it d-d-d-down
And All you moon drifters, beware of grifters in their glitter, there's a chance that they're taking you out (aah)

So daisy don't come, la la la, daisy don't come to New Orleans
Daisy don't come, la la la, daisy don't come to New Orleans
Daisy don't come, la la la daisy don't come to New Orleans
Daisy don't come, ah daisy will you come?

And ah if it wasn't so tragic, I'd tell you everything from start to finish
But I'm afraid that it would lose its magic
That Slight of hand in the dreamland
The city of Louisiana that felt like heaven, but everyone was still alive