He came with his friends, in a caravan To witness the governor's ball Sat by himself on a cool patch of grass While the rest stood like bricks in a wall The stage it looked like a vending machine The singer, a black barbie doll But it was well light, and well managed So no property, would be damaged Until his boredom, took full advantage Of it all Talked to a girl, with klonopin eyes Who said she had jewelry to sell First he said no thanks, then he realized That he wasn't feeling that well And the turquoise she held looked like pieces of sky And a garnet like teardrops from hell She offered, him a necklace, and he wanted to accept it But it would end up, too expensive, he could tell Then she said: "Why not? What have you got, to lose, to lose?" When he never came back, and the curfew had passed His friends searched the fair grounds for clues But the security guard with the maniacal laugh Said its always the leader you lose When he finally turned up in the broad light of day With a black eye as big as the moon They all asked him, what had happened Was it real or, all imagined Why on earth had, he abandoned them so soon And he said: "Why not? I do what I've got, to do, and so should you, you" x3