Ode to the Louse

Fly fly into the country baby
Fly fly out of them streets
You find a place to sit down, think it over
And I'll be along a-grinnin teeth

You ever seen a purple sky babe?
You ever sniff a scratch-red rose?
You ever hold your breath good night?
And swallow love that shows?

The word on the street's there ain't no word
But I still might be right there beside you
It'd all be best without a fight

You ever kiss an open eye babe?
You ever wear no clothes?
You ever shout out in the street,
And make them haul you home?

My smile still shows, my hair still grows
And my hand might be right there beside you
It'd all be best without a fight