In Praise Of Bacchus

Hey Bacchus She hates me Hey Bacchus She hates me

The street lamps light a wet old Red Hook road A furry vino tinted slave Molten oil painted Brooklyn Bridge (Cobblestone Grave)

A lonely blue girl guards the river bed She shakes her brown torch at the tide On pier six we'd creep and count the cracks (Side by side, see, we're counting cracks)

Your Mom was out wearing herself inside I'll stop the train to say hello A used boyfriend's just bought her this new car (I said I know)

~Together Burn~

She said burn Together Burn We'll burn together

Now don't believe she'll never leave again I can't forget the words she said back when

She said burn We'll burn together