In the chaos of the crowded street I saw your panic take you away All the bad luck that's been chasing you Made the contours of your face You'll be down and out before the heat of day You'll move and stop for none but d**h You'll walk through life just like I should And train for ill and not for good I was pressure operated As if the devil had me by the hair I couldn't give what I've been taking I left my senses, God knows where