three days without water and i see what you mean now i got caught in the detail your face in the courthouse when the wind started blowing your hat in a corner the world is sick but it's something you'd better not see willows and a tired looking ocean i wanted to feel young and drive in a motor car i'd call you but then after all you said it would be simpler if i did you no favours in a world that is sick and there's some place you'd rather be three days without water and i wore down my welcome and i ground down my charms i know now you'll just have to go now back to the slaughterhouse and punish your mind for the world is sick and it's something you'd better not se