HIGHWAY 100

Highway 100 is a boss bitch street
All the immigrants who come down to eat and sing
All the made-in-the-USA boys 
Who come down to compete and win
The snake charmers, MSG farmers, drag racing 

The business of getting by on almost nothing
I don’t think about you much these days
But today I was down on Highway 100
I’ll tell you what’s mythical, I’ll tell you what’s magical
You with your sleeves rolled up
Elbows propped on the window sill, waiting for me

Highway 100 is a kick ass street
All the angels down on their knees when the fleet is in
All the yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah queens 
Who come down to compete and win
The AC repairmen, hot shot state fair men, drag racing

(c) Impermanent Music 2023 || David: guitar, vocals ||  J. Brandenberg: keyboards || Jake Johnson: percussion

SPOILER—THIS SONG IS ABOUT: A major street in Milwaukee that cuts through the city, through cultures, through eras, pulling in drag queens, body builders, drag racers, immigrants, old lovers and friends.