text: We put up our tent on a dark
  Green knoll, outside of town by
  The train tracks and a seagull dump
  Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel
  And her Marvellous Pigs In Satin
  We pounded our stakes in the ground
  All powder brown
  And the branches spread like scary
  Fingers reaching
  We were in a pasture outside Kankakee
  And One Eyed Myra, the queen of
  The galley who trained the
  Ostrich and the camels
  She looked at me squinty with her
  One good eye in a Roy Orbison
  T-shirt as she bottle fed
  An orangutan named Tripod
  And then there was
  Yodeling Elaine the
  Queen of the air who wore a
  Dollar sign medallion and she
  Had a tiny bubble of spittle
  Around her nostril and a
  Little rusty tear, for she had
  Lassoed and lost another
  Tipsy sailor
  And over in
  The burnt yellow tent
  By the frozen tractor, the
  Music was like electric sugar
  And Zuzu Bolin played
  Stavin Chain and Mighty
  Tiny on the saw and he
  Threw his head back with a
  Mouth full of gold teeth
  And they played Lopsided heart
  And Moon over Dog Street
  And by the time they played Moanin Low
  I was soakin wet and wild eyed
  And Doctor Bliss slipped me a
  Preparation and I fell asleep with
  Livery Stable Blues in my ear
  And me and Molley Hoey drank
  Pruno and Koolaid and she had a
  Tattoo gun made out of a cassette
  Motor and a guitar string and
  She soaked a hanky in 3 Roses
  And rubbed it on the spot
  And drew a rickety heart and
  A bent arrow and it hurt like hell
  And Funeral Wells spun
  Poodle Murphy on the target
  As he threw his hardware
  Only once in Sheboygan did he miss
  At a matinee on Diamond Pier and
  Shed never let him forget it
  They were doing two shows and she
  Had a high fever and he took
  Off a piece of her ear and
  Tip Little told her she should
  Leave the bum
  But Poodle said, He fetched me
  Last time I run.
  But Id like to hammer this ring into a bullet
  And I wish I had some whiskey and a gun
  My dear
  And I wish I had some whiskey and a gun
  My dear