Drunken Poet’s Dream

Album: A: Enlightenment B: Endarkenment (Hint: There Is No C)

Drunken Poet’s Dream

I got a woman who’s wild as Rome

She likes being naked and gazed upon

She crosses a bridge then sets in on fire

She lands like a bird on a telephone wire

I’m gonna hollar, and I’m gonna scream

I’m gonna get me some mescaline

Then I’m gonna rhyme that with gasoline

It’s a drunken poet’s dream

There some money on the table and a pistol on the floor

A few paperback books by Louis Lamoure

Whisky bottles are scattered like last night’s clothes

Cigarettes, papers and Oreos

My harmonica’s got a busted reed

My lips are chapped and about to bleed

She says, that’s nothing when she was a kid

She danced with the dead at the pyramids

Chorus

Now I’ll never pay back my student loan

Smelling like Coors and cheap cologne

She tells me not to worry about Judgment Day

She says dying to get to heaven’s just not our way

Chorus

I got a woman who’s wild as Rome

She likes being naked and gazed upon

RWH: vocal, acoustic guitar, harmonica
Gurf Morlix: electric guitar, vocal
Je Plankenhorn: electric guitar
Rick Richards: drums, percussion
George Reiff: bass
Bukka Allen: piano

Written by Ray Wylie Hubbard (Snake Farm Publishing-SESAC) and

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