Butterfly Nostalgia: Black X

Black X


Black X on the back of my hand
Got me too sober to understand
Why everybody’s banging their heads
Why everybody’s banging their heads

Well it’s an in or out
It’s a one-night stand
Happens every night
With an ape deadpan
And Billy’s just a sheep
In a wolf’s clothing
Yeah, just a little peek
You get the poor boy floating

Black X on the back of my hand
Got me too sober to understand
Why everybody’s banging their heads
Why everybody’s banging their heads
To the same damn song
All night long
To the same damn song

“Cause it’s the way it is”
That’s all that they say
That’s all that they know
As the bob and sway
You know they’d scatter like ants
If they lost the scent
They need a wall to lean on
I need a flower that’s bent

Black X on the back of my hand
Got me too sober to understand
Why everybody’s banging their heads
Why everybody’s banging their heads
Black X on the back of my hand
Got me too sober to understand
Why everybody’s banging their heads
Why everybody’s banging their heads
To the same damn song
All night long
To the same damn song

Well little Billy Boy
He like a Suzy Girl
Down the rabbit hole
Chasing a poppy pearl
Try a hot new dance
With an ice cold soul
And it’s long way home
Your shovel to the coal

Black X on the back of my hand
Got me too sober to understand
Why everybody’s banging their heads
Why everybody’s banging their heads
Black X on the back of my hand
Got me too sober to understand
Why everybody’s banging their heads
Why everybody’s banging their heads
To the same damn song
All night long
To the same damn song
To the same damn song
All night long
To the same damn song