Monday, April 20, 2009

Define: Horrific

The Animals or something playing on the vinyl in the corner, some cannabis burning in the corner, some junkies strung out on the balcony, I'm on heroin; and I'm falling down to the street curb. It is 1969, and there is nothing better to do but die or get stoned.

Well, there is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God I know I'm one

We all fall down in fear.

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