(Eugene Robinson) Daughter threw quarter Down the wishing well Daughter threw quarter Right down the wishing well And that wishing well Goes straight down to hell See her old man With a beer in a can Stayed good and drunk While the good times ran And try as he might The mighty still are damned And a long time ago When the good were Swung down...Learn More

My pretty my pretty Your reddening ribbons What the devil made me do I did to you I took sugar and spice And ran it blue And I know in this world The wicked have a place Angel Angel Angel I was good for nothing And even that was a bargain For the garbage in your garden But you know You know You must believe me when I say I never meant To harm...Learn More

Down and off in the dirt The juice starts to pump Like a fire hydrant Driving great walls Of fuck Into the animal streets And sunshine never fails to die In the nightclub muscular throb throb throb And squeal of pain While the cat and mouse Play the cat and mouse game Waiting for the days of rain Coming down in buckets of black Machine-gunning...Learn More