Terry a Davis Songtext
von Double Negative

Disconnected, lost in a chaos
That only treason could comprehend
Lamp with such promise, and a man voices
Inside a world of a troubled mind
With a cigarette in his hand
Convinced the CIA are following him
"Those fuckers glow in the dark
You′ve gotta hit 'em with your car"

Terry sits alone, preaching to the world
From the back of his van
Behind a weathered face and excited eyes
Through his hands, the divided lines of code


Nomad content roaming the electronic pipelines
A misunderstood genius
Final words said it all
Of the solid old person who once marked him for

Sleeping down by the tracks
A jeweler, a trader can fall away
And I hope that it′s quiet there
And I hope that it's safe

Terry sits alone, preaching to the world
From the back of his van
Behind a weathered face and excited eyes
Through his hands, the divided lines of code

It must have been a shock to them
To see such a horribly sick person
But now you're with the stars
It′s time to take your throne


Terry sits alone, preaching to the world
From the back of his van
Behind a weathered face and excited eyes
Through his hands, the divided lines of code