One day an angel told me

Your time here is fleeting

Behind his back

A pistol

Here comes a beating

His suit his silk flower

But my razor is faster

Hey Carlos

You been drinkin' Florida water

Looking for a new technique

They never believe I put my weapons down

Another page turns in the book

Another one falls on their knees to the ground

A message from the tiger

She shivered like chord on a harp

The bedroom must be returned to its original sailor

She reached for the lipstick from her handbag

On the edge of the sink

The sad loves surrounded

The lade of perpetual squalor

Looking for a new technique

They never believe I put my weapons down

Another page turns in the book

Another one falls on their knees to the ground

Looking for a new technique

They never believe I put my weapons down

Another page turns in the book

Another one falls on their knees to the ground