Tow truck, pull me through Manhattan
Waved like a king
Woe to whoever not clappin’
Rats scatter in a predictable pattern
The pimp nails like talons
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Tow truck, pull me through Manhattan
Waved like a king
Woe to whoever not clappin’
Rats scatter in a predictable pattern
The pimp nails like talons
“What does she care for the atom bomb, the bed bugs, the cancer rent, Friendly Finance waiting to repossess her delinquent flesh… Sweet dreams, Pantopon Rose.”
William S. Burroughs | Naked Lunch