When you're lost in the rain in Juarez
And it's Easter time too
And your gravity fails
And negativity don't pull you through
Don't put on any airs
When you're down on rue morgue avenue
They've got some hungry women there
And men they really make a mess out of you
If you see Saint Annie
Tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move
And my fingers are all in a knot
And I haven't got the strength
To get up and take another shot
And my best friend my doctor
Won't even say what it is I've got
Sweet Melinda
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English
And she invites you up into her room
And you're so kind
And careful not to go to her too soon
And then she takes your voice
And leaves you howling at the moon
And it's Easter time too
And your gravity fails
And negativity don't pull you through
Don't put on any airs
When you're down on rue morgue avenue
They've got some hungry women there
And men they really make a mess out of you
If you see Saint Annie
Tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move
And my fingers are all in a knot
And I haven't got the strength
To get up and take another shot
And my best friend my doctor
Won't even say what it is I've got
Sweet Melinda
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English
And she invites you up into her room
And you're so kind
And careful not to go to her too soon
And then she takes your voice
And leaves you howling at the moon
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