"Follow me into the desert, as thirsty as you are, Crack a smile and cut your mouth and drown in alcohol. 'Cause down below the truth is lying beneath the riverbed So quench yourself and drink the water that flows below her head.Oh no, there she goes Out in the sunshine Sun is mine, sun is mine.I shot my love today, would you cry for me? I lost my head again, would you lie for me?"
January 1, 1970