Well, it's back to the battle today.nBut I wouldn't have it any other way.nCause tonight we'll be crazy as kooks.nnI'm dancing, grooving. This lovely wooden floor.nThe tom-toms are beating on. Eyes are so sore.nnThere is still sand in my suitcase.nThere is still salt in my teeth.nnI kissed her in the window.nShe covered up her face.nShe's pretty, Sherry.nBut I'm far, far too late.nnSomeone said, man, let's take a drive.nSo here I am. So here I am.nnI crashed up a party, nickels and dimes,nA handful of strangers, all friends of mine.nnI know that you're married, rings on your hand.nSo I didn't stay 'til the end.nnI don't need a Christmas card.nYou don't need to write.nLast Christmas was black and blue, but this year is white.nnThe void repeats, repeats a sound so deep in my head.nGoodnight. Keep your shirt on. You can leave the way you came.