It's my father's voice dreaming ofSailors sailing off in the morningfor the air-conditioned roomsat the top of the s
tairsHis jaw's been brokenhis bandage is wrapped too tighthis fangs have been pulledand i really want to see you tonight
There's Bourbon on the breathof the singer you love so muchHe takes all his words from the booksthat you don't read anyway
His jaw's been brokenhis bandage is wrapped too tightMy fangs have been pulledand I really want to see you tonightSomeone
ties a bowin my backyard to show me loveMy voice is climbing wallssmoking and i want loveMy jaw's been brokenMy heart is
wrapped in iceMy fangs have been pulledand i really want to see you tonightAnd it makes no difference to mehow they cried
all over overseasIt's hot in the poor places tonightI'm not going outsideThey cried all over overseasIt makes no differenc
e to meIt's hot in the poor places tonightI'm not going outside