(their album with this song on it really)

it involves a “primal scream therapy” place

with a detached garage built into two apartments ( i was renting the top, the alcoholic owner on bottom)

the fattest ugliest prostitute you ever seen (hired by the alcoholic owner)

the owner and prostitute passed out in his apartment at 2:00 AM

and this album playing endlessly at full blast (8 track tape)

me kicking their owners door in sometime in the night

but somehow i am still fond of SB