Strapped in the chair
of the city's gas chamber
Why I'm here I can't quite remember
The surgeon general says
it's hazardous to breathe
I'd have another cigarette
but I can't see
Tell me who you're gonna believe
I don't have a guess for you, but here's another one to throw in the mix
Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night
Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil,
Going with the flow, it's all the same to me,
Seven or eleven, snake eyes watching you,
Double up or quit, double stake or split
"Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo e xy eb ll he one holy xxer
He got hair xxxx to his xxx
Got to be a joker he just do what he please"
and another...
"I felt so good like anything was possible
I hit cruise control and rubbed my eyes
the last three days the rain was un-stoppable
it was always cold, no sunshine"