Three Day Blow

Back when you slept around playing the Velvet Underground
You always spoke in verse saying the world should listen now before it get’s worse

Sweet sweet sweet Jane took a bender on cocaine
And when she came down there was no one left around she was a ghost town

Chorus

‘Cuz I didn’t know you were three day blow, you’re not comin’ home
and I didn’t care you were no where near comin’ home

Back when I did some time for another loveless crime
And all those letters to you never told you you’re name tattoo

Well is this irony or a lonely stretch of M-33
The after scent of rain, asphalt and diesel fumes and a warm champagne

‘Cuz I didn’t know you were three day blow, you’re not comin’ home
and I didn’t care you were no where near comin’ home

‘Cuz I didn’t know, you didn’t try
bough to bough | bone to bone | heart to home | I’m a comin’ home

He told me love was evil, I found him quite believable
But when I see your face I realize that you have been my hardest case

These days I stay up late watching t.v. with Frederick the Great
If there’s no him then there’s no me just a big bowl of cereal and a big black sea