Good for a Few Laughs

[Verse 1]

Trotting horses through well-mapped courses

All that we knew and admired in her

At all night parties, drinks and deliveries

Suddenly vanished, no more the explorer

Consider this: there was a dark side

[Verse 2]

Perhaps the real self never emerged

Gouge changed that

All those powerful lines swim in a bottle

Now let's pay our last respects