Lyrics:

one day an angel told me, 'your time here is fleeting'
behind his back - a pistol - here comes a beating
his suit, his silk, flower / but my razor is faster
'hey Carlos, you been drinkin' Florida water'
looking for a new technique
they never believe I put my weapons down
another page turns in the book
another one falls on their knees to the ground
a message from the tiger & she shivered like chord on a harp:
'the bedroom must be returned to its original sailor'
she reached for the lipstick from her handbag
on the edge of the sink
& the sad loves surrounded the lade of perpetual squalor