you said you could tell
but i never left a trace
when all the dust had settled
you said you knew
but there's no way in hell
you saw through
those saddled lies
the one time
i failed to tie
the loose ends
i went over your head
and brought him the big bill
saying i think this got stuck
under the cash register
"good boy," he said

chargin out there
in some kind of a
weird hurry
absolutely nothing
on your mind
your Sunday power
waining
and  cosmic rays
hailing the arrival
of your failing rising sign
your horoscope'd hangover
beating the drum for you
all this sounds real enough
to me

Tossed like a raincoat in the sun
Going straight for some backwards fun
She looks like a flower
in the barrel of a gun
Leave her alone
for once