Charlie Freak

作词:Walter Becker,Kromestar

作曲:Walter Becker,Kromestar

所属专辑:Pretzel Logic


And lead you home

作词:Donald Fagen+Walter Becker

作曲:Donald Fagen+Walter Becker

Charlie Freak had but one thing to call his own

Three weight ounce pure golden ring no precious stone

Five nights without a bite

No place to lay his head

And if nobody takes him in

He soon be dead

Poor man he showed his hand

So righteous was his need

For chicken feed

Newfound cash soon begs to smash a state of mind

Embraced the spreading haze

And while he sighed his body died

In fifteen ways

When I heard I grabbed a cab to where he lay

his arm the plastic tag read

The ring I could not own