Virginia was a lot lizard from F.L..A   She had a compound fracture in the trunk   It started when she ran away   Thumbs out on the interstate   She hitched a ride to misery      Mr. Whirly had a catastrophic incident   He fell into the city by the bay   He liquidated his estate   Now he sleeps upon the Haight   Panhandling misery      And he's gonna get high, high, high   When he's low, low, low   The fire burns from better days   And she screams, "Why oh why"   I said, ?I don't know?   The catastrophic hymns from yesterday   Of misery      The Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam   He ran the drug cartel in Tinseltown   They found him in a Cadillac   Bludgened with a baseball bat   In the name of misery      Let Gina hits the road to New York City   Mysteriously the night Vinnie croaked   She stopped in Vegas to elope   With Virgina and the Dope   That kissed the bride eternally      And they're gonna get high, high, high   When they're low, low, low   The fire burns from better days   And she screamed, "Why oh why"   I said, ?I don't know?   The catastrophic hymns from yesterday   Of misery      Well, hell hounds on your trail now once again, boy   It's gropin' on your leg until it sleeps   The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow   Because it's not what you make it's what you leave      And we're gonna get high, high, high   When we're low, low, low   The fire burns from better days   And she screams, "Why oh why"   I said, ?I don't know?   The catastrophic hymns from yesterday   Of misery