Well I got a towrope boy and I'm thinking we should tie the world up at the end of it then we drive down and drown it in the abandoned quarry.
It's just five miles out from here in that pitch black country where stones get thrown at passers and you know I've gone so low and damped down lately and so I've dug out the last change out of my blue jean pocket now, bought us this rope and half a gallon and if she burns or if she sinks now I don't care just as long as we get to end some of what's beating like a nine pound hammer hitting at the insides of me and hollow me out like a vessel that I just got to fill up somehow, with just about anything as far as it's liquid and you know she quit me just like that and all these things just got up and left me and I don't know but something sure deserves a hanging so I got this towrope now and we ought to use it brother, tie up something, do something, hang something. Just anything