He came with his friends, in a caravan To witness the governor's ball Sat by himself on a cool patch of gra** While the rest stood like bricks in a wall The stage it looked like a vending machine The singer, a black barbie doll But it was well light, and well managed Said our property, would be damaged Until his boredom, took full advantage Of it all Talk to a girl, with klonopin eyes Who said she had j**elry to sell First he said no thanks, then he realized That he realized he wasn't feeling that well And he took what she held looked like pieces of sky And a garnet like teardrops from hell She offered, him a necklace, and he wanted to accept it
But it would end up, too expensive, he could tell Then she said: "Why not, what have you got, to lose, to lose" When he never came back, and the curve you have pathed His friends searched the fair grounds for clues But security guard the maniacal laugh Said its always the leader you lose And he finally turned up in the broad light of day With a black eye as big as the moon They all asked him, what had happened Was it real or, imagined Why on earth had, he abandon them so soon And he said: "Why not, I do what I've got, to do, its what you do"