Lyric Hey, Rosalyn!

You caught, first run, my history -
Altamont, Nixon & G.B.s.
Hey, Rosalyn!
Girl, how long s it been?
Monster or man,
whatcha think of me?

I took my school pre-roms and rams,
but turned up late for "Sirs and M ams".

Hey, Rosalyn,
the world spun round the bend,
it kicked my friggin can,
but whatcha think of me now?

Petitioning my family, for me,
when I was young and sweet.

You offered light that lives
in the dungeon
of my anger.

Hey, Rosalyn,
this frug in blood-caked chains
just leaves me more estranged.
Swallow or gag,
when you look at me now?