(Kim Fowley)



I don't like to live alone

Out on the avenue

I can't go back to being straight

I've seen the gutter view



Is it day or night?

Porcupine kiss, novacaine lips

Is it day or night?

White flowers weep

In their warm dust sleep

And its dog eat dog tonight



Back door to insanity

Was ripped from their throats

Street wise hustlers and six string masters

Look cold in their over coats 



Is it day or night?

Porcupine kiss, novacaine lips

Is it day or night?

White flowers weep

In their warm dust sleep

And its dog eat dog tonight