Gloria Lewis (LP Version)

When the feeling comes
it always leaves
To the top of the hill
the hill of thieves
Brush that furious out
hole in the well
You'd like the hole in your head to feel the breeze
If you're gonna ride
baby
ride the wild horse
I can't drink no more but I'll try
You can't find me
baby
in the basement
Then I slug you in your fuckin' head
yeah
If you're gonna ride
baby
ride the wild horse
We can't drink no more but we'll try
You can't find us
baby
in the basement
And we'll slug you in your fuckin' head
yeah