Raw Deal

I made a spike about nine o'clock on a Saturday

All eyes hit me as I walked into the bar

And seeing other guys were fooling with the denim dudes

A couple cards played rough stuff, New York, fire island



I cased the joint, straining at the scenes



I moseyed up to the corner and the tender came a-grinnin'

I snapped the smile off his face and scowled

"Give me a bourbon"

The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting

All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing eager for some action

The scene screwed me up, I saw some contact

Then the big boys saw me and knew that



I had too much floating around

Statues alive, seconds are hours



Sacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and shattered

I was barely holding on to this crying bawdy symphony

I guess I dream in pictures, not colors

The true free expression I demand is human rights - right



I gave my life, I am immortal



I'm going, no loss

I'm going, no loss

I'm going, no loss

I'm going, no loss



Nightmare, just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming raw deal