"'Moo-hoo-hoo-ha-ha-ha,' came the long, hollow, sepulchral sound of triumphant Dr. Sax's profound and hidden laughter [...] in the excruciatingly exciting dark shadows of Saturday Night" O deadly death I laid down long for you I hold my breath In darkened rooms And no one shows Me how to live Quite like the threat O deadly death O razor thrills You...Learn More

Last of a kind I am Not missed or even known In a moment of weakness I let you take me home Now I'm listed all over — I'm a running joke Some story the soldiers tell, that kind of joke It's not — It's not funny I was not welcomed home But they let me sleep outside And this was more than most And they let me keep my life It's not — It's not...Learn More