There's a snakeskin bedroom Bang in the middle Of a funny little place called Hell (Oh well) Everybody there's got trouble by the dozen It's a lonely little place to dwell Hope I don't make the trip to the floor You told me once "I want it but you wanted it more"
I know kung-fu you know nothing But together we can make it real (Good deal) Kicking our own way out of every prison With my brains and your high heels Love your myth coupled with your vast ocean Take my eyes as the prize for your devotion
Oh take me to El Ray I got this real need to pray Come find me Where the vampires all keep their heads on display I'm a new man living in a old skin I've been dead to you ever since Berlin Oh teacher I'm restless Just say the word and I'll be blameless Make me a saint I'll be the voice of restraint I'll take their bullwhips and stones Without a hint of complaint
I met God in Dogtown Isn't it a funny thing to know you've died? (Dove's cried) Angels wept just as if I was a brother And sang the blues for my bride I've been keeping time in a skeleton soul band Don't it make your heart just bleed? (Indeed) Keeping my nose clean hoping I can crash land Back where I've got mouths to feed I'll be home once I've paid for my confusion You'll see me in the fires Of your own disillusionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
