Jewellers & Bums

Check into a car wash, eat out at Bowlmore

Go buy a rose at the movies on a train

Get married by a biker, go hang a priest

Walk tall with a dwarf and you'll find relief



Leaning strategically on a Desoto at muscle beach

A four thousand car pile up made the freeway screech

Not talking about rubber but stereos

And the loudest one drilling was for Oreos



Where was I gonna find you,

Where was I supposed to look?

In some glittering diamond in the vallay

Or in the harpoons or your opium hooks?



Standing in line renting a toothpick

There were three armed raids on the bank

And would there be a kiosk at the gates of heaven

For sinners like me and Hank?



Saturday night you were dreaming city hospital

The band set up in the morgue

And while you was doing the dishes White Sergeant

You cut your feet on the swords