How may I ride a horse if I be truly given
T'would only be read in remorse
In and away on the floor would be given
I couldn't be truly hooked
I couldn't dedicate enough of the cause to myself
My look would be looked
My parts would be sold not sell
So don't sell thyself to only yesterday
That that can't be regained even now
You'd just lose more and that hook is a graceful bow
So I pledge myself to make it look 'cause it is fruitless
For the word of mad jabbing that could put you to sleep
That that you may or may not havе become
You will know you will see
One hook
You couldn't livе to enjoy it
Which is so easy but so hard
Let's let this hard be our hard
It's all so hard, hard to be hard
Which allows me to write her this letter of love
To tell her she is pretty soft
And I'm the machine to carry her
The gears aren't dirty not a bad machine
No horn in our hard, she's my whore, oh yeah
T'would only be read in remorse
In and away on the floor would be given
I couldn't be truly hooked
I couldn't dedicate enough of the cause to myself
My look would be looked
My parts would be sold not sell
So don't sell thyself to only yesterday
That that can't be regained even now
You'd just lose more and that hook is a graceful bow
So I pledge myself to make it look 'cause it is fruitless
For the word of mad jabbing that could put you to sleep
That that you may or may not havе become
You will know you will see
One hook
You couldn't livе to enjoy it
Which is so easy but so hard
Let's let this hard be our hard
It's all so hard, hard to be hard
Which allows me to write her this letter of love
To tell her she is pretty soft
And I'm the machine to carry her
The gears aren't dirty not a bad machine
No horn in our hard, she's my whore, oh yeah
( Roky Erickson )
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