the true Demon-Flowers! Stand back everyone! Blood-black everyone! Who'll build a box for Black Paul? Who'll carry it up the hill? 'Not I', said the widow, adjusting her
I have begun to ask for you I who have no greed I have begun to long for you I who have no need You say you've gone away from me But I can feel you when
that she's gone! Gone! Gone! O Cabin Fever! O Cabin Fever! Welcome to his table, Beloved-Unconscious Raisin her host of hair from her crooks and strugglin to summony one of her
catch'em in my mouth! Ah catch'em in my mouth! Walk'n'cry Walk'n'cry-y!!! From her to eternity! From her to eternity! From her to eternity! Ah read her diary on her
angry young man some day Take a look at you and me Are we that blind to see? Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way? And as her young man
Huck! Straight in the arms of the city goes Huck, down the beckonin' streets of op-po-tunity whistling his favorite river-song... And a bad-blind nigger
the moon. Such a long way from home, just me and The moon is in the gutter All my plans are flushed down the drain I wander lonely as a cloud Over memories at her
spine of stone I dare not slumber where the night winds whistle Lest her creeping-soul clutch this heart of thistle O the same God that abandon'd her
me a pair of water-wings, right?! Insects suicide against the window, and my heart goes out to those lil flies There's a buzzin in my ear but it's more of her
from her to eternity From her to eternity From her to eternity From her to eternity From her to eternity From her to eternity From her to eternity From her to eternity From her to eternity From
fan feel bad yeaaah, makes a long time fan feel bad mmmmmmmm, yeah. FEEEEL BAD, bad I ain't had that crowd around me I ain't had that Nick, that Nick
, my wife See her down on the street Well, yeah, she's mine, supine Or up on her feet Yeah, here she comes Through the dog-breath heat With her concertina