How "Friend of the Devil" by the Grateful Dead helped me make sense of that crazy game.
I lit it out from Reno
I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn't get to sleep last night
'Til the morning came around
Set out runnin' but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I just might get some sleep tonightI don't know why, but I woke this morning with a simple refrain stuck in my head. Y'all probably know it, being Bay Area folks and all.