P.S.Y. - From "Piouhgd"

Here we go...
 Here we go...
 All I see inside my head
 Is (Gentle silent secret snow)
 With shifting walls of blinding light, I'll have you know.
 No one would believe that she was running away
 She packed up her belongings and she was gone
 The very next day
 Nikki was in the KKK
 And Lisa was a Nazi too
 They both had half a brain
 So together they were sane
 And looked about as smart as their shoes
 Now Nikki got word through the underground
 That Mona was Lisa's real name
 She bled on his jacket when he shot her in the neck
 That's about all she could (gain)
 I'm still sleepin' in
 The graveyard is weepin'
 They're catching angels as they fall
 I know you don't believe it
 But she really should believe it
 She fell in love with Lauren Bacall
 (I don't believe it. Somewhere, maybe out in East L.A.)
 No one would believe that she was running away
 She packed up her belongings and she was gone
 The very next day
 Nikki never wanted any children at all
 And Terry was Courtney's little girl
 She turned tricks in a white trash mall
 And shot dope with Cecil at home
 She wanted to have fun with her daddy's shotgun
 She held it right up to his head
 His glasses fell at first
 But they were followed by a burst
 Of fiery hot balls of lead
 Time's still sleepin' in
 The graveyard is weepin'
 They're catching angels as they fall
 I know you don't believe it
 But I really should be leaving
 She fell in love with Lauren Bacall
 (Maybe out (in Pleasant Grove))
 No one would believe that she was running away
 She packed up her belongings and she was gone
 The very next day