So long mrs. smith
this spring i think that i should go
i have had enough of this
& this place ain't what it was before.
when i was young nine thirty was late enough
and the sky was angel dust
a dead top trio of criminal saints
to worship at wongs
would you say that we were wrong?
So long mrs. smith
this spring i thing that i should go
i have had enough of this
i'm going down to edison