(kim fowley) I don't like to live alone Out on the avenue I can't go back to being straight I've seen the gutter view Is it day or night? Porcupine kiss, novacaine lips Is it day or night? White flowers weep In their warm dust sleep And its dog eat dog tonight Back door to insanity Was ripped from their throats Street wise hustlers and six string masters Look cold in their over coats Is it day or night? Porcupine kiss, novacaine lips Is it day or night? White flowers weep In their warm dust sleep And its dog eat dog tonight