Lyrics John Fante - Sun Drug, Rocco DeLuca

John Fante

In the blanket of my mind
I’m gonna hide to forgive time
On route to you
Crack these doors such as muchors and open sores
And I’ll be daze It’s already long
And he’s barely sitting and he says
«My employment situation is dying for a change»
Said I’d hear your
He’s locking eyes