I've got syphilitic hetro friends in every part of town. I don't hate them but I know them I don't want them hanging around. I won't roll my bones for every little girl who gets on down. I got space and space got me I should be selling it by the pound. Ever since I heard the voice I thought I had no choice but then I kissed her. I don't mind if I get broken I don't mind if I get fixed. I don't mind if I'm not spoken I don't mind if I get kicks. If I wake up dead I'll wake up just like any other day. And the photographs of god I bought have almost fade away. Everything just passes by I thought it always would but then I kissed her.