Meet me by the tail lights Meet me here by moonlight Meet me by the river bed And we'll dance Meet me where the sky bleeds Meet me by the needle priest
The times are tough now, just getting tougher This old world is rough and it's just getting rougher Cover me, come on baby, cover me Well, I'm looking
Gabardine roses, tortured vines The sun has been hiding all this time Thought that I'd see you again somehow But the dirt is your lover now And outside
Well I am going down to nowhere Its not too far from here The rain'll be running rings Around this tin pot cavalier And there are skeletons and wastrels
of the thousands of you come down with the heart string blues It is preaching all the virtues of love and providence It would sell your soul for a sad song
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine alive as you or me Tearing through these quarters in the utmost misery With a blanket underneath his arm and coat of solid
If it's true, a rich man leads a sad life That's what they from day to day Then what do all the poor do with their lives? On Judgment Day, have nothing
I've got these watches, one for each time zone ?How does it feel,? Remy says, ?to be on your own?? Sharing this floor with a dog and a ringing telephone
Spare me the psycho babble the mental rub-down For the third time today I put his record on I caught this ailment on the rebound I'm looking for another
I've got mud on my shoes I've got a hole in my head I've got mud on my shoes I've got a hole in my head It is high fashion It is highly suspect We're
Pressed up against this shop front Drawing faces there in crayon It's a long way from the pockets full of rain And you have walked the streets for hours
her from the water to sky, God Take her from the water to sky Take her from the water to sky, God Take her from the water to sky Take her from the water
Must be the last resort To crash before you're caught All you pretty mid-town boys Pumping designer noise And when did you get so safe? Oh those veiled love songs
Well here we are then you and me Some little joke of chemistry With all our sun bleached history Fading as the light gets strong and We are brave
