To: Henry Volquardsen who wrote (269 ) 4/10/1998 10:49:00 AM From: SIer formerly known as Joe B. Respond to of 1035
Wow, light volume today like nothing is trading. when you're lost in the rain in Juarez when its easter time, too and your gravity fails and negativity dont pull you through dont put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue avenue they got some hungry women there and they'll really make a mess out of you if you see saint annie, please tell her thanks alot i cannot move and my fingers - they are all in a knot i dont have the strength to get up and take another shot and my best friend, my doctor, wont even say was it is that i've got sweet melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of Gloom she speaks good english and she invites up into her room and you so kind and careful not to go to her too soon and she take your voice and leaves you howling at the moon up on housing project hill its either fortune or fame you must pick one or the other although neither of them ought to be what they claim and if you're lookin to get silly, you better go back to from where you came because the cops dont need you and, man, they expect the same now all the authorities they just stand around and boast how they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms into leaving his post and picking up angel, who just arrived here from the coast, who looked so fine at first, but left looking just like a ghost <harmonice interlude> i started out on burgandy but soon hit the harder stuff everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough but the joke was on me, there was nobody even there to bluff - i'm going back to New York City, i do believe i've had enough <bd wanted this next song to be the national anthem in the playboy interview. on a monaural copy a friend had you can hear him laugh at the end>