the ghostly clothes of jazz in suffering of America's naked
mind for love into with the absolute heart of the iron regiments of
fashion & the nitroglycerine shrieks of the abyss I'm with you in
Rockland spinsters of Utica I'm with you in Rockland our bedsheets the
United States that coughs all night and won't let us sleep I'm with
you in Rockland I'm with you in Rockland where we