I?m so far from you Pacing up and down my Does Jesus only love a man who Turn on my There's cat on the saxophone Laying a litany of excuses
The madhouse in my baby's eyes She rubs a lamp her thighs And hopes the genie comes out And she lives in some song And like she is zombie strong Breathes steady as the pendulum swinging
You better hold on to
Well, cities rust and to ruin close and cars go cruising In and the borders of her vision And she says, oh woah, woah, woah, As Jesus makes the grow All around the of her collision
Oh you I would, yes, I would I would on to yourself
in the middle of the night I try my best to outside The phantoms and the ghosts and the girls '1001 Nights' like this she mutters, ?Open And Baba And His Forty Thieves' Launch her off the face of the
Well, you know one day come back And I?ll hold on to yourself, to Oh yeah, hold on to
Oh babe, I?m a thousand miles And I just don?t what to say ?Cause Jesus only loves a man who But we can clearly see It?s all life and fire and And and excuses and excuses
Well, you know if I I would Yeah, I would lie down And I?d hold on to
Yeah, I would lie right And I would on to yourself One day come back to you And I?ll on to yourself
Yeah, I?m come back Gonna lie And I?ll on to yourself Yeah, to yourself, self, to