Pink lightning - Richard Edwards

When I was in the gutter you were already deeply disturbed

There was that night I swear I heard you say you’d poisoned your father

Between moans

So maybe he was mean, and maybe he had a penchant

For back handing your mother at the mere mention of love gone cold

Like, how was she to know?

But that don’t mean it’s fine

That don’t mean it’s fine

That don’t mean it’s fine

To do whatever you like

When I was in the gutter you were no longer sober

And I admired the grace with which you fell off the wagon

Surrounded by the dregs of horny divorcees

Roller blading busters in their CRV’s

Come on, love

Are you gonna give it up

Or what?

If I feel no such love

If I feel no such love

Though I am grateful for the shelter

While it holds me in it’s arms

Oh, but when I feel better

When I feel better

When I feel better

Can’t tell me nuthin'!

So watch me chase the sun and dream that it’s over

And I won

But did I love you once?

Not so far from Pismo

And to watch you twirl on the beach

Under pink lightning

Giggling, 'we're all just recycling

Have you dreamt my dream before?'

Gee, I don’t know

But I’m tired and can no longer perform

But when I was down and out

When I was down and out

When I was down and out

You unbuttoned your blouse