Pygmy Twylyte

Green hocker croakin
In the pygmy twylyte
Crankin an a-coken
In the winchells do-nut midnite
Out of his deep on a `fore day run
Hurtin for sleep in the quaalude moonlight
Green hocker in a greyhound locker
Smokin in the pygmy twylyte
Joined the bus on the 33rd seat
By the doo-doo room with the reek replete
Crystal eye, crystal eye
Got a crystal kidney &hes `fraid to die
In the pygmy twylyte
Or the downer midnite
In the pygmy twylyte
Or the downer midnite
In the pygmy twylyte
Or the downer midnite
In the pygmy twylyte
Or the downer midnite