What's that in the corner?
It's too dark to see
What's that
Home in the valley
Home in the city
Home isn't pretty
Ain't no
Death comes sweeping through the hallway
Like a lady's dress
Death comes
Junkies down in Brooklyn are going crazy
They're laughing just like
There walked a lonely man, silent, mute, the only man
Not
You see me now a veteran
Of a thousand psychic wars
I've