In the dark Where all the fevers grow Under the water Where the shark bubbles blow In the mornin’ By yer radio Do the walls close in t’ suffocate ya You ain’t got no friends An’ all the others: they hate ya Does the life you been livin’ gotta go, hmmm? To the place where they keep
The Imaginary Diseases By the name Y’know, my python boot is too tight I couldn’t get it off last night A week went by, an’ now it’s July I finally got it off
An’ my girl-friend cry “You got stink foot! puts a hurt on my nose! Stink foot! Stink foot! I ain’t lyin’ Can you rinse it off, d’you suppose?” SUKA The Guitar……..