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- Jenny and Jimmy
Jenny was a hooker with a bullet in the heart
Jimmy was a driver of a whiskey-machine
just one glance one little glance and Jimmy gave a start
Jenny took her bullet full of red adrenaline
she was love-machine gun and so Jimmy has gone Jimmy is down
Well, Jimmy is a deadman buried in a pleated skirt
- Train Meditations
you live in the fortress of glasses and green broken bottles
and you are the guard for yourself
old pale shadows on yellowing walls and black whores on white horses send you a last farewell
you think you are under the siege but there's no one around you
you send greeting cards for yourself
sometimes you try to find the bridge on the bottom that lures you
but then you put empties on shelf