Bluefinger Lyrics - Black Francis

I'm a bluefinger from up on the hill 

Above the dark water that's flowing there still 

But my blood is Isala and I'd rather swill 

I came down from the top and I drink every drop 

I went through the Sassen Gate and I got on the train 

The pepper-box bell blowing my brains 

But I made it go quicker with Spanish cocaine 

And I looked at the cows and I made solemn vows 

And if my choices are poor 

Well I made them, I made them 

And who's knocking on my door? 

I paid them, I paid them 

If my choices are poor 

Well I made them, I made them 

And who's knocking on my door? 

I paid them, I paid them 

I don't need the do not disturb me sign 

The manager here is a friend of mine 

So baby, let's go, just one more time 

I'm a jumping jack to this thing on my back 

And all of my choices were pure 

Yeah I made them, I made them 

And who's that knocking on my door? 

Well I paid them, yeah I paid them