Don't go to Gibson 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

Gibson 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

Gibson 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

Gibson street

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