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Beckett and Goya the Two Halves of Danger

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The dogs from the desert

have come round my house

as I dance with Lolita

in her low-cut blouse

Whispers in the backroom

laughter on the porch

while cigar smoke hangs

in the moonlight torch


Camacho was my friend

but he became my foe

What lived in his head

none of us will know


He went behind my back

thought he’d take me down

When jackals meet a dog

there's blood upon the ground


The two halves of danger

are wary of strangers

who arrive after dark

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The two halves of danger

get suspicious of strangers

who bite and who bark


Let the strong wine follow

every sour dog's breath

the dirt on their sweat

is the smell of sure death


If he lets loose his dogs

of sick paranoia

watch them fall at the feet

of Beckett and Goya


Camacho was my friend

but he became my foe

What lived in his head

none of us will know


He went behind my back

thought he’d take me down

When jackals meet a dog

there's blood upon the ground


The two halves of danger

are wary of strangers

who arrive after dark

///

The two halves of danger

get suspicious of strangers

who bite and who bark


You’re lost in the park

you meet two halves of danger

You’re alone in the dark

face to face with two strangers

Who is this Beckett?

and what about Goya?

Best stay out of sight

in case they destroy ya


With Lolita in my arms

there’s no sleep tonight

a rifle by the bed

should there be a gun fight


So let the records show

that Beckett and Goya

did not set out to slay

beneath the sequoia


Camacho was my friend

but he became my foe

What lived in his head

none of us will know


He went behind my back

thought he’d take me down

When jackals meet a dog

there's blood upon the ground


The two halves of danger

are wary of strangers

who arrive after dark

///

The two halves of danger

get suspicious of strangers

who bite and who bark


Camacho was my friend

but he became my foe

What lived in his head

none of us will know


He went behind my back

thought he’d take me down

When jackals meet a dog

blood’s left upon the ground



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