Из альбома: New York Tendaberry
Don't go to Gibsom 'cross the river
the devil is hungry
the devil is sweet
if you are soft then you will shiver
they hang the alley cats on
Gibsom street
I wish my baby were forbidden
I wish my world
be struck by sleet
I wish to keep my mirror hidden
to hide the eyes that looked on
Gibsom street
There is a man; he knows where
I'm going
gave me a strawberry
to eat
I sucked its juices, never knowing
that I would sleep that night on
Gibsom street