Kid Charlemagne - Steely Dan

Those San Francisco nights

You were the best in town

Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl

You turned it on the world

That’s when you turned the world around

Did you feel like Jesus?

Did you realize

That you were a champion in their eyes?

On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene

But yours was kitchen clean

Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home

Every A-Frame had your number on the wall

You must have had it all

You’d go to L.A. on a dare

And you’d go it alone

Could you live forever?

Could you see the day?

Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away?

Get along

Get along, Kid Charlemagne

Get along, Kid Charlemagne

Now your patrons have all left you in the red

Your low rent friends are dead

This life can be very strange

All those Day-Glo freaks who used to paint the face

They’ve joined the human race

Some things will never change

Son, you were mistaken

You are obsolete

Look at all the white men on the street

Get along

Get along, Kid Charlemagne

Get along, Kid Charlemagne

Clean this mess up else we’ll all end up in jail

Those test tubes and the scale

Just get it all out of here

Is there gas in the car

Yes, there’s gas in the car

I think the people down the hall

Know who you are

Careful what you carry

'Cause the man is wise

You are still an outlaw in their eyes

Get along

Get along, Kid Charlemagne, (get along)

Get along, Kid Charlemagne