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 Was Collecting 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