Say buddy, we're in town for the night, can you bed us down?

 

Tomorrow the sun'll move us on into the bleached beyond

and that damned horizon just goes right ahead

but right now

we need a bed       for the night.

 

Dry Gulch is around here someplace I know that for sure. and

it's about as dry as a dying whore.

 

In the meantime just for jollies

is there a place we can loosen up and taste some sweet buttercup?

'cause tomorrow's just another day and we sure won't be back this way.