Gurf Morlix – Dirty Old Buffalo lyrics

We’d pile in the car
In our best clothes
Kids in the back seat
Dad would drive
We’d breath in the stink
All the way to the city
Fifteen miles
Up route 5
Over Father Baker’s
Over the skyway
Past the steel plant
We’d go once a year
The roads were rugged
The air was orange
Mom was quiet
We could smell her fear

Dirty old Buffalo
Dirty old Buffalo
Smoky memories
They haunt my mind

South Park Bridge
Into Lakawana
Looking for kicks
Without a clue
Couple a kids
Out of their element
Hoping 5 dollars
Would see ’em through

Waiting in an alley
In the shadows
For a fat man
All soaked in sweat
I could see the gun
In his waistband
As he reached for
A cigarette

Dirty old Buffalo
Dirty old Buffalo
Smoky memories
They haunt my mind

Dirty old Buffalo
Dirty old Buffalo
Rust belt city
On the borderline

The Allman Brothers
Played at Aliotta’s
Itty bitty bar
On Hertel Avenue
It was 1970
They were scuffling
Living on speed
And singing the blues
Seems there was a problem
With the money (imagine that)
And there was a need
To settle a score
The road manager
Stuck Alliota
And left him dying
On the bar room floor

Dirty old Buffalo
Dirty old Buffalo
Smoky memories
They haunt my mind

Dirty old Buffalo
Dirty old Buffalo
Rust belt city
On the borderline

Now it’s not the same
It’s all in color
It’s not the sepia
I recall
It’s all so smooth
But I miss the gritty
Fresh paint
On a wrecking ball
They’ll polish
Everything with money
It’s what they do
This I know
That’s not the city
I remember
If I scratch the surface
The grease will show

Dirty old Buffalo
Dirty old Buffalo
Smoky memories
They haunt my mind

Dirty old Buffalo
Dirty old Buffalo
Rust belt city
On the borderline

I miss Buffalo

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