All through the city on the wings of a dove
Feel sick and dirty with no help from above
Something's slipping and I'm not in love
A tale of pity and the dirty glove
Let's go hey ho how do you go
How do you get through forty blows
Hey ho how do you love
How do you love a dead dove
An alcoholic lives above me
Jamming on guitar with dirty knees
He crashed my party with swollen eyes
I looked at him, said, "you're a fucked up guy"
He told me the same thing four thousand times
How do you live with death in your mind
I loved a boy who was an open flower
I looked at him, said, "you've got magic power"