Sleight of hand innocent lies
never real flesh and blood
just a corpse full of flies
bloated and floating in a flood.

Drunk. Insane feel of pleasure
am I with her now or all alone?
My mirror is a shattered treasure
priceless piece of polished chrome.

57 Chevy we made our first child
broke society in summer of love
married in West Side Story wild
we woke and found a broken dove.