Photograph by James Nachtwey

Bad luck wind been blowing at my back
I was born to bring trouble to wherever I'm at

Got the number thirteen tattooed on my neck
When the ink starts to itch, then the black will turn to red

I was born in the soul of misery
Never had me a name
They just gave me the number when I was young
Johnny Cash (or Glenn Danzig)/ Thirteen

Photograph by diane Arbus

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

Twist In My Sobriety/ Tanita Tikaram

Photograph by Mary Ellen Mark

Funny how secrets travel
I'd start to believe if I were to bleed
Thin skies, the man chains his hands held high
Cruise me blond
Cruise me babe
A blond belief beyond beyond beyond
No return No return

I'm deranged
I'm deranged down down down
I'm deranged down down down
So cruise me babe cruise me babe beyond


And the rain sets in
It's the angel-man
I'm deranged

Cruise me cruise me cruise me babe

The clutch of life and the fist of love
Over your head
Big deal Salaam
Be real deranged Salaam
Before we reel
I'm deranged


Cruise me cruise me cruise me babe
I'm deranged

David Bowie/ I'm Deranged/ Outside -1995