Letras:Residents. Death In Barstow.

Once I went to Barstow
Then I went to bed
First my friend was with me
Then my friend was dead

All his clothes were burned up
And his thighs were red
After all we've been through
What more can be said?

Once I went to Barstow
Then I went to bed
First my friend was with me
Then my friend was dead

All his thighs were burned up
And his clothes were red
After all we've been through
What more can be said?