I dreamt I was falling I never woke up I dreamt of a warning A yellow buttercup
I dreamt of an old flame Smoking cigarettes she was Dancing in a night club With some other men
I was holding up a drugstore My gun was soaking wet From the barrel I was trapped in That went tumbling over the edge
You can call me...number 5 Please, please, my, my Call me number 5 Call me number 5 That's why I'm still alive!
The barrel cracked up open I was swimming for my breath I knew I wouldn't make it She watched me catch my death
So I switched on the TV Saw me reading out the news Another story of a plane crash Another story of bad news
The TV cracked up open My baby boy came out I was looking at my new wife I ain't writing home about
You can call...(and so on)
I boxed around a silver ring With blood stains on my face I cut the dog with yellow teeth And drove his car away
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