Lineman pliers in my calloused grip
Test set humming on my hip
Cable pairs in color code
Red to green and blue to load
Party line on Wabash Street
Where the brass and copper meet
Static clears when saxophones cry
Connection humming you and I
Upright bass walks down the stair
Blue notes floating in the air
Smoke curls round the microphone
Whiskey voice and telephone
Party line on Wabash Street
Where the brass and copper meet
Static clears when saxophones cry
Connection humming you and I
L tracks rumble overhead
Lake wind sighing through the shed
Clip my butt set check the pair
Hear the music floating there
Party line on Wabash Street
Where the brass and copper meet
Static clears when saxophones cry
Connection humming you and I
All the crossed wires untangle slow
Ground loop humming soft and low
No more static no more noise
Just the rhythm pure and
