Your kitchen window Where I would do the dishes Neck-deep in the wash and drunken Do your windows still glow Like the gaping orifices Of a burning pumpkin? How could I abandon my only companion? But I did The night strikes at random And I was not plannin' To dim Now early Aprils Fill my nostrils With the road-k**s Of the skunks Every spring-girl Handsome and plural Are swaying sloppy high-heeled drunks Now that I've abandoned my only companion Yes I see She halved the burden Now it's been expandin' And hurtin' horribly And it used to be Early Aprils filled my nostrils With such possibility Now the sun's my maker And forsaker Undertaker and I'm guilty