I fell down, tried to keep hands numb,
languished on the lizard skin divan,
stared into the sun

That man is one, is
'clipsin' out to see the fun through

He said, "Comin' from me to you"

Chorus:

Though the farm is bet,
I still don't have no opinion yet

Better to recede me,
she commands a greater beating to her chest

The slow fix, the snow sticks
on the ground

Lazy train from central
to the lizards then
she sends them all to bed

Her body said,
"Let the furues blow until they're through"

She'll be there when the crow comes to

Drinkin' whiskey from a tombstone flask,
coming back through the weeds and the trash

Double wide inside and blue,
eclipsing it to get to you at last

PEDRO!

Repeat chorus