[Intro]
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[Verse]
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late night my shoes are worn, in a diner its 2 in the morn
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and i wonder what will i do tonight
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cup of coffee and a cigarette more, clock above me reads 2:04
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and the nightowls all got a story to tell
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the girl with the short hairs parents wont speak to her no more
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they call her an unholy dyke and they call her a whore (oh well)
[Verse 2]
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order a bagel, butter and all, think to myself as i stare at the wall
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killin time, counting the change in my hand..
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dark man, sits on my right, shades keeping his eyes out of light
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drinks his coffee just as black as his skin..
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the man with the pack and the black hat sits in the back
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his white eyes glow (like a fire burns bright in the act)
[Verse 3]
G D
"WHOOOW" and the fat man comes in with little hair
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his wife is unfaithful but he doesn't care as long as he can hold her tight at night
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"YEAH" and the waitress julie is a poet now, she writes her stories on a paper towel
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to publish them someday she says she might.
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and the man in the back tips his hat as he stands and he grins
Am C G D
the first word he says all night is 'let the show begin'
[Verse 4]
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Julie wants to have some fun so she takes a butter knife and cuts
G D
her fingers off one by one to find a problem when she tries to start on the next hand
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yea, and the fat man strips down the whore she cries to herself and
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defecates on the floor, i don't think i want the second half of my bagel no more..
G D
the fat man started to say how he wants to kill his wife,
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as the dyke cuts off his tongue with a jagged knife.
[Bridge]
Em
and the two are making passionate love
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and the dark blind man thinks hes seen enough,
Em
so he takes julies pen from her right hand
G G B7
and he stabs his eyes as according to plan,
Em
cause the man in the back simply laughs and he smiles
G G B7
and the blood spills out on linoleum tile
Em
and the fat man starts to eat the flesh of the whore
G G B7
yea the moods a little different than a minute before
[Outro]
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I reach down for the last cigarette in the pack,
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walk over and sit with the man in the back i ask him why,
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he tips his hat and he smiles.