Under the Big Black Sun

What I did on my vacation

For the last ten years

I took pictures of your town

Plaid perfume on my breath

I mean I've been drinking scotch

While touring through your town

Adultery makes you give things away it gets you confused

Adultery takes a one room vacation

Then it gets you alone

Turns into a hoonymoon scream

Then you have to change the sheets

Smoke in one hand looking for a light

Martini in the other hand

Pointing out midnight

Now that you pulled the school underwater

And drowned the prom

Which man will you save for this Friday

You can put him in a fish pond

And watch him swim around

Then have a catholic dinner

If it isn't men it's death

It's the same old testament

At the cross her station keeping

Stood the mournful mother weeping

Where my man extended hung

Driven with nails to wood

Smoke in one hand looking for a drink

Drink in the other hand

Pointing out midnight

At my desk as you're sleeping

As the big deal of death

Kills me and starts leaving

Everybody asks me how I'm doing

I'm doing everything alone

Rave on children and try to sleep

Larks must sing grave deep melodies

Happy that they die

The sly brown fox pulled up a glass

Pulled up a chair and yanked out my hair

When I tried to sit I fell down

When I woke up he was gone

So one has a smoke one has a drink

The man is gone

Mary's dead good morning midnight