John Cale

"Crime in the Desert"

Crime and punishment down in Tucson
Back to normal in the sun
Playing blackjack in the drive-in
Shooting snake-eyes in the mud
And when the moonlight came out, we were gone, long gone

They found a body on the race-track
No identifying signs
In his pocket was a notebook
With a number inside
And Guadalajara's just a few miles down the line

She adored the brokenhearted
And those who showed her a bad time
They didn’t care for her body
They took advantage of her mind
So they took her ideas and they left her behind

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