Mr E's Beautiful Blues

The smokestack spitting black soot into the sooty sky,
The load on the road brings a tear to the indian's eye,
The elephant won't forget what it's like inside his cage,
The ringmaster's telecaster sings on an empty stage.

Goddamn right it's a beautiful day


Mr E's Beautiful Blues


This image brought to mind one of my favourite songs from one of my favourite artists.