Primal Scream

Lalalalalala
Saw you walking down the street
Holding hands with some other guy
Wearing a sharkskin suit, black patent leather boots
& big brown flying saucer eyes
I didn't talk to you then
You were kissing your friend
Besides it was the wrong time & place
I went home & took a shower
Read"Our Lady Of The Flowers" by Jane Genet
I knew we'd meet again
Don't want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love
I want your soul
Come on baby, let's have a good time
Lalalalalalalala
Sweet Rock'n'Roll
I searched all over town
Quizzed the dudes hanging around,
No one had ever seen a chick like you before
I hit strip joints & museums
Bars and Clubs & Jesus
I even prayed in a cathedral for your soul
Then one rainy winter Tuesday
I saw you on the subway
You were headed for the tunnel
Me the door
I pressed my face against the glass
You sped by me in a flash
Like a motorcycle crash
You smoked my skull