When you wish you could find that
Other Alex
The one who did this to you
Would you
Put your left around that throat
And strike
The beat of the black ink throb
With your right
Against that stupid gurning puss
Ah, put the beat on the face and say
I'm not going to take
Another Black Tuesday

No, it's not why
It's why not

I look down from horse's tails
And vapour trails
Maybe see him
But who looks down here and says
I'm not going to take
Another Black Tuesday