I split my lip on a broken trombone I keep the devil in a bottle back home Board up the door to the place in the past A broken mirror makes a mighty good mask You're wearing off like a cheap perfume I'll stuff a scarecrow with a tale or two Losing poker with the cards you choose Walking off in a dead fellow's shoes Spilling rain from an old top hat It's only Memphis that I left on the track So long, I'm gonna waltz in the dark With Pleiades' eyes and moonlight in a jar Cutting up in a circus truck I'm only here to bluff Stepping off of your tiltawhirl With a broken rope of pearls Sleepwalk across another stage That candle's brief today And paint eyes on a witness And I will tell you anything Drop a hammer baby strike me a chord You're dropping dead across an old checkerboard She broke a nail on a Colt .45 Putting holes in a nickel and dime Laughing at the dice I threw Is how I'll leave you inside this room