(Verlaine)
`drivin outa nowhere my eye begin to fly
i see this world is on the take. what`s the
use a talkin... better put your foot down...
you know some cars ain`t got no breaks.`
you`re squirrel food baby. `a new head-on
collision might be a good excuse.`
go tell the sisters say a prayer for
whitey black. poor poor boy, so far off the track.
`C`mon...what`s with the nursery rhyme??
Eighty seven rubies underneath my backseat
i`m gonna pick up somethin i cant buy.`
you`re crazy. `a nice new definition might be
of some kind use.` go tell the sisters...
poor boy...so far off the track.
aII the pearls you`re stealin, Whitey they
will end up one day at the bottom of the sea.
`I doubt it baby. I`ll make a new decision
(i just don`t know what for,)
go tell the sisters say a prayer for w.b.`
Oh, Dear Lord don`t you bring him back.