I?m so far away you Pacing up and down my Does Jesus only love a man who on my radio There's cat on the saxophone Laying a litany of excuses
The madhouse longing in my eyes She a lamp between her thighs And the genie comes out singing And she in some forgotten song And moves she is zombie strong Breathes steady as the keeps swinging
You better on to yourself
Well, rust and fall to ruin Factories close and go cruising In and around the of her vision And she says, oh woah, woah, woah, As Jesus makes the flowers All around the of her collision
Oh you I would, yes, I would I would hold on to
in the middle of the night I try my to chase outside The phantoms and the ghosts and the fairy '1001 Nights' like she mutters, ?Open sesame? And 'Ali And His Forty Thieves' Launch her off the of the world
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 away And I don?t know what to say ?Cause only loves a man who bruises But darling we can see It?s all life and fire and And excuses and and excuses
Well, you if I could I would Yeah, I would lie right And I?d on to yourself
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 gonna come lie down And I?ll on to yourself Yeah, to yourself, self, to