three days without water and i see what you mean now
i got caught in the detail
your face in the courthouse when the wind started blowing
your hat in a corner
the world is sick but it's something you'd better not see

willows and a tired looking ocean
i wanted to feel young and drive in a motor car
i'd call you but then after all you said
it would be simpler if i did you no favours
in a world that is sick and there's some place you'd rather be

three days without water and i wore down my welcome
and i ground down my charms
i know now you'll just have to go now back to the slaughterhouse
and punish your mind
for the world is sick and it's something you'd better not se