"Stone Dry"

I go out talking every night
and talking's thirsty work
I don't need a drink,
I just like to whistle.
So whet
yourself
On this stone

You can't squeeze a drop of blood
from a man alone,
I go out talking every night
Talking's thirsty work
I don't need a drink
I just love to whistle

In the dark
In the dark
I just

Put my lips together, and I

and I

I suck.