Check into a car wash, eat out at the Bowlmore Go buy a rose at the movies on a train Get married by a biker, go hang a priest Walk tall with a dwarf and you'll find relief Leaning strategically on a Desoto at muscle beach A four thousand car pileup made the freeway screech Not talking about rubber but stereos And the loudest one drilling was for Oreos Where was I gonna find you, Where was I supposed to look? In some glittering diamond in the valley, Or in the harpoons of your opium hooks? Standing in line renting a toothpick There were three armed raids on the bank And would there be a kiosk at the gates of heaven For sinners like me and Hank? Saturday night you were dreaming city hospital The band set up in the morgue And while you was doing the Dashing White Sergeant You cut your feet on the swords The broken down old cab out on Concrete Row With its dead-beat drivers and ghost in tow Took a nowhere boulevard out to the desert sun Fired a repeating six asking anyone Not jewellers bums barflops or nuns Saw anything moving or anything creeping Setting down to drinking while they're still sleeping Whole place makes death valley look like Eden Where was I gonna find you, Where was I supposed to look? In some glittering diamond in the valley, Or in the harpoons of your opium hooks? Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com