You’re so white and you’re so funny

Lining up to spend your money

Out through the back door, on the basement floor

Someone left me

I tore off a piece of paper

And I was gone an hour later

And when you called

Nothing made sense at all

But walls around me

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Wise man always say

Sweep that shit away

Put it in the ground

And hope it’s never found

And by the candles of your altars

I see the diffidence that falters

You hit me low

Like a soft, sweet blow

And made me wise

You’re so white and you’re so funny

And in the Fall I’ll call you Sunny

Out through the back door, on the basement floor

Someone left me

Chorus

Solo

Now the old Vitrola plays

Steeped in moldy ancient days

To save our souls

Boring, cold, brown and all around

And we pull a pointed suture

To fix the orgiastic future

You and me

Good as we used to be

A dry martini

Clean and cold

Chorus