Four Fried Fish, Flyin' Horns — Seventh Floor lyrics

Lyrics

On the seventh floor
lives a saxophone
at daytime it sleeps
at night where does it go?
straight road to the moon
or maybe even further …
On the seventh floor
always listening to jazz
on shabby records
low fidelity
What a feeling
When they play
Seventh floor, seventh floor, seventh floor
If only you could go away from here …
On the seventh floor
I live here
On four broken walls
there’s a place for a god
who steals to eat
plays in the corner inside a club
On the seventh floor
she lives here.
The dreams of a girl
are now blurred
she left them under her bed
knowing they will never come back
Seventh floor, seventh floor, seventh floor
If only you could go away from here …