I made a spike about nine o`clock on a Saturday
All eyes hit me as I walked into the door
Then and then the guys
were fooling in the demin dudes
A couple cards played rough stuff,
New York, fire island
I cased the joint, straining at the scenes
I moseyed up to the counter
and the tender came a-grinnin`
I snapped the smile off his face and
scowled "Give me a bourbon"
The mirror on the wall wascollecting and reflecting
All the heavy bodies ducking,
stealing eager for some action
The scene screwed me up, I saw some contact
Then the big boys, saw me and knew that
I`d had too much, floating around
Statues alive, seconds are hours
Sacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and shattered
I was barely holding on to this flying
body symphony
I guess I dream in pictures, not colors
The true free expression I demand is human
rights - right
I gave my life, I am immortal
I`m going, no loss
I`m going, no loss
I`m going, no loss
I`m going, no loss
Nightmare, just a bunch of goddamn,
rotten, steaming, raw
Deal !
Next Song : Here Come The Tears
Once I dreamed that love would come and
sweep me up away
Now it seems life`s passed me by,
I`m still alone today
Here come the tears
Looks like it`ll always be the same
No one here to comfort me
Here come the tears ...