Virginia was a “lot lizard” from F.L.A. She had a compound fracture in the “trunk” It started when she ran away Thumbs out on the interstate She hitched a ride to misery
“Mr. Whirly” had a catastrophic incident he fell into the city by the bay he liquidated his estate now he sleeps upon the Haight panhandling misery
He’s gonna get high When he’s low The fire burns from better days And she screams why I said I don’t know The catastrophic hymns from yesterday Of misery
Vinnie was a hustler our of Amsterdam He ran the drug cartel in “tenseltown” They found him n a cadillac Bludgeoned with a baseball bat in the name Of misery
Gina hit the road to New York City Mysteriously the night Vinnie croaked She stopped in Vegas to elope With Virginia and the dope And kissed the bride eternally And they’re gonna get high When they’re low The fire burns from better days And he screamed why I said I don’t know The catastrophic hymns from yesterday Of misery
Hell hounds on you trail now once again…boy It’s groping on you leg until it sleeps The emptiness will fill you soul with sorrow Because it’s not what you make…it’s what you leave
And we’re gonna get high When I’m low And the fire burns up better days And she screamed why I said I don’t know The catastrophic hymns from yesterday Of misery
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