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

He¹s gonna get high, high, high
When he¹s low, low, low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said i don¹t 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 they¹re gonna get high, high, high
When they¹re low, low, low
The fire burns from better days
And he screamed why oh why
I said i don¹t know
The catastrophic hymnes from yesterday
Of misery

Hell hounds on your trail now once again..boy
It¹s groping on your leg until it sleeps
The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
Cause it¹s not what you make... it¹s what you leave

And we¹re gonna get high, high, high
When i¹m low, low, low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said i don¹t know
The catastrophic hymnes from yesterday
Of misery

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