.The moon is in the gutter>And the stars wash down the sink
I am the king of the blues
I scrape the clay off my shoes
And weigh down the butter>Gutter blues
The moon blind my eyes
With open cataracts
As I cut through the saw mills
And the stacks
Leapin' over the gull.
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