Charles Bukowski - Shot of Red-Eye lyrics
[Charles Bukowski - Shot of Red-Eye lyrics]
I used to hold my social security card
Up in the air he told me
But I was so small they couldn't see it
All those big guys around
You mean the place with the
Big green screen? I asked
Yeah well, anyhow, I finally got on
The other day
Picking tomatoes, and Jesus Christ
I couldn't get anywhere
It was too hot, too hot
And I couldn't get anything in my sack
So I layed under the truck
In the shade and drank wine i didn't make a
Dime
Have a drink, I said
Sure, he said
2 big women came in and i mean BIG
And they sat next to us
Shot of red-eye, one of them
Said to the bartender
Likewise, said the other
They pulled their dresses up
Around their hips and swung their legs
Um, umm i think I'm going mad, I told
My friend from the tomato fields
Jesus, he said, Jesus and Mary, I can't
Believe what I see
It's all there, I said
You a fighter? the one next to me asked
No, I said
What happened to your face?
Automobile accident on the San Berdo
Freeway some drunk jumped the divider i was
The drunk
How old are you, daddy?
Old enough to slice the melon, I said
Tapping my cigar ashes into my
Beer to give me strength
Can you buy a melon? she asked
Have you ever been chased
Across the Mojave and raped?
No, she said
I pulled out my last 20
And with an old man's
Virile abandon ordered 4 drinks
Both girls smiled and pulled their dresses
Higher, if possible
Who's your friend? they asked
This is Lord Chesterfield, I told them
Pleased to meetcha, they said
Hello, bitches, he answered
We walked through the 3rd street tunnel
To a green hotel, the girls had a key
There was one bed and we all got
In i don't know who got who
The next morning my friend and I
Were down at the Farm Labor Market
On San Pedro Street
Holding up and waving our social
Security cards
They couldn't see his
I was the last one on the
Truck out a big woman stood
Up against me she smelled like port wine
Honey, she asked, whatever happened to your
Face?
Fair grounds a dancing bear who didn't
Bullshit, she said
Maybe so, I said, but get your hand out
From around my balls, everybody's looking
When we got to the fields the sun was
Really up and the world
Looked terrible
Up in the air he told me
But I was so small they couldn't see it
All those big guys around
You mean the place with the
Big green screen? I asked
Yeah well, anyhow, I finally got on
The other day
Picking tomatoes, and Jesus Christ
I couldn't get anywhere
It was too hot, too hot
And I couldn't get anything in my sack
So I layed under the truck
In the shade and drank wine i didn't make a
Dime
Have a drink, I said
Sure, he said
2 big women came in and i mean BIG
And they sat next to us
Shot of red-eye, one of them
Said to the bartender
Likewise, said the other
They pulled their dresses up
Around their hips and swung their legs
Um, umm i think I'm going mad, I told
My friend from the tomato fields
Jesus, he said, Jesus and Mary, I can't
Believe what I see
It's all there, I said
You a fighter? the one next to me asked
No, I said
What happened to your face?
Automobile accident on the San Berdo
Freeway some drunk jumped the divider i was
The drunk
How old are you, daddy?
Old enough to slice the melon, I said
Tapping my cigar ashes into my
Beer to give me strength
Can you buy a melon? she asked
Have you ever been chased
Across the Mojave and raped?
No, she said
I pulled out my last 20
And with an old man's
Virile abandon ordered 4 drinks
Both girls smiled and pulled their dresses
Higher, if possible
Who's your friend? they asked
This is Lord Chesterfield, I told them
Pleased to meetcha, they said
Hello, bitches, he answered
We walked through the 3rd street tunnel
To a green hotel, the girls had a key
There was one bed and we all got
In i don't know who got who
The next morning my friend and I
Were down at the Farm Labor Market
On San Pedro Street
Holding up and waving our social
Security cards
They couldn't see his
I was the last one on the
Truck out a big woman stood
Up against me she smelled like port wine
Honey, she asked, whatever happened to your
Face?
Fair grounds a dancing bear who didn't
Bullshit, she said
Maybe so, I said, but get your hand out
From around my balls, everybody's looking
When we got to the fields the sun was
Really up and the world
Looked terrible