Thunder shook loose hail

on the outhouse again

today I bumped into you again

I have no idea what you want

but there was something I meant to say

As the day stops dead

at the place where we're lost

I will drug you and fuck you

on the permafrost

There's not much that I miss

I'm far too forgetful for that

sugar's sweet some of the time

it's hard to keep some things in mind

As the day stops dead ...