the last parade on ann st. - chris bathgate lyrics

the last parade on ann street babe
was when the frost leaves sounded like gl-ss
when we burned down the whole d-mn block
with a wink and just one match
well the site i reside in now
it’s new grove but same old ghosts
but i owe to the one before
cause it’s the one that stained my voice
but the last one
yeah the last one
was to burn us out