On the sly, I see you, crawling stark naked on a cocaine floor
That slumps into bad bad crime...
Sure I could pry open that sick cunt of yours, oh my, oh my
But I 'm too bemused and a bit blue too
To coax thou up and off you are to Funny Town with
Jo Lee and Dill Dostar.
No can't do for a crowbar, a cross or a clue
As I sit to unwhore you.
I can't see blue velvet through my tears
For the sandman has kissed me blue,
For the Dandyman has shot thou thru
And I drift, and I drift , nailed to a flimsy wall
Twang twang—
