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Ciao Patsy
Rocket From the Crypt
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Who wants a light that drips off dirty backs?
It can set your heart on fire
It can melt your head like wax
Who's it? What's that? Who's it?
Run around like a dirty ball
Who's it? What's that? Who's it?
Save the dime for the plastic card
In the morning, in the early, early
I'm right!
In the morning, in the early, early
I just thought that I knew
In the morning, in the early, early
I just thought that I knew
In the morning, in the early, early
Night at jail, Bessie ain't as good as he used to be
He used to be, used to be alright
I know I'm right, don't ask what I already know
No black or white, just great transparent gold
Who's it? What's that? Who's it?
Run around like a dirty ball
Who's it? What's that? Who's it?
Save the dime for the plastic card
In the morning, in the early, early
I just thought that I knew
In the morning, in the early, early
I just thought that I knew
In the morning, in the early, early
Night at jail, Bessie ain't as good as he used to be
He used to be, used to be alright
A bloody face upon your hands
A warm floor to take in the dead
Big jail Bessie gonna run through the city
Big jail Bessie gonna drink through the city
Big jail Bessie gonna run through the city
Big jail Bessie gonna drink through the city
Big jail Bessie gonna ride through the city
Big jail Bessie gonna drink through the city
Big jail Bessie gonna run through the city
Big jail Bessie gonna run... so cruel
In the morning, in the early, early
I just thought that I knew
In the morning, in the early, early
I just thought that I knew
In the morning, in the early, early
Night at jail, Bessie ain't as good as he used to be
In the morning, in the early, early
Night at jail, Bessie ain't as good as he used to be
In the morning, in the early, early
Night at jail, Bessie ain't as good as he used to be
In the morning, in the early, early
Night at jail, Bessie ain't as good as he used to be
He used to be, used to be