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
Panhandeling misery

Hešs gonna get high, high, high
When hešs low, low, low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said i donšt know
The catastrophic hymnes from yesterday
Of misery

Vinnie was a hustler out of amsterdam
He ran the drug cartel in "tinseltown"
They found him in a cadillac
Bludgeoned with a baseball bat in the name
Of misery

Gina hit the road to new york city
Mysteriously the night vinnie croaked
She stopped in vegas to elope
With virgina and the dope
And kissed the bride eternally

And theyšre gonna get high, high, high
When theyšre low, low, low
The fire burns from better days
And he screamed why oh why
I said i donšt know
The catastrophic hymnes from yesterday
Of misery

Hell hounds on your trail now once again..boy
Itšs groping on your leg until it sleeps
The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
Cause itšs not what you make... itšs what you leave

And wešre gonna get high, high, high
When išm low, low, low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said i donšt know
The catastrophic hymnes from yesterday
Of misery