she was born in an oil-drum south side of chicago when east st. louis was not far away she'd lace knives to her boots and go down to the riverbed skate around and around till the night became day
the cannery fellows would follow her everywhere from the grocery store to the b.q.e. with their hearts all aglow from her icy back-at-you stare when her teeth became tight when her eyes couldn't see
and she told herself that this all was enough for a girl who was born in an oil-drum she had her skates didn't need lots of stuff she didn't need it but she still wanted some
rusty the skatemaker
when east st. louis was not far away
she'd lace knives to her boots and go down to the riverbed
skate around and around till the night became day
the cannery fellows would follow her everywhere
from the grocery store to the b.q.e.
with their hearts all aglow from her icy back-at-you stare
when her teeth became tight when her eyes couldn't see
and she told herself that this all was enough
for a girl who was born in an oil-drum
she had her skates didn't need lots of stuff
she didn't need it but she still wanted some
Rusty the Skatemaker = Rasputina