There’s a sad clownA slap stick comicWith a neon crownHere’s a mean streetUp the miracle mileThrough the demon heatThere’s a ghost townIn a diamond studded gownAnd it’s about to take another one downShe’s a hard drinka valentine bedSo pretty in pinkI’m a heart throba back alley catAnd a junkyard dogShe’s a slow leakAnd she leads me up the creekBridge: We’ll lights the skies upDim-bulb lovers like meAre too late to wise upBetweenOld thighsA new sheenSame liesShe’s a bad dreamLike an adams appleOn a beauty queenThere’s a vulture picking me cleanShe kicks the dust upIt’s seeping out of my skinI’m good with bad luckI dieShe shrugsNew highSame drugsShe’s a slow leakAnd she loves to watch me sputter and sink