i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate i see the gutter feed on the foolish outrun and kill the strong at daybreak i roam awake to who follows me i roam i roam i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate welcome to the dripping jaws the alter of your death at daybreak i roam ready to tear up the world i roam i roam the hungry wolf stares from the hill at the villagers around the fire she loves her mate as he loves her and they live together for life i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate look across the street, my friend we're waiting for you to slow down at daybreak i roam eyes in the back of my head i roam i roam
put the doorknob on my side if you don't mind i don't care put the doorknob on my side it's self-locking give me your key i go to bed soggy and forgetful hopefully not waking up so fitfully i like coffee and i like tea i like a pretty boy and he likes me put the doorknob on my side it's self-locking give me your key i go to bed soggy and forgetful hopefully not waking up so fitfully motels do that with rubber sheets so i can't sleep staring at my sheets or crying on my sheets or bleeding on the same put the doorknob on my side if you don't mind i don't care a motel room in my bed put both door knobs on my side
they can't go to sleep at four the car is parked outside the door scars of a knife on his arm her husband knows they're together
riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love
rows of numbered doors behind the car warms up the street is clear and empty and green with lights they talk and never stop moving he's sounding her name in his head she's falling asleep next to his face her sister's getting married today and the saints of Easter smile
riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love
on the dashboard rides a figurine a powerless sweet forgotten thing so the next time you see a statue of Mary remember my sister was in a car
riding with Mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love
Gifts and flowers lay upon the lid Of pink silk above your face Tears make a river of diamonds in the dark Our daddy breaks down at the funeral home
Flies and relations make an annoying sound We sit or wander 'round the room Ribbons are folded on the rose bouquets And I hear a voice that sounds so much like yours
Please, please come back to me I cry and talk to you through the bathroom wall Oh please, come back to me
Playing in Cleveland on a Wednesday night Recovering from the night before I'm broken, and crying in the ladies room The opening band is banging out their song
Please, please come back to me I cry and talk to you through the bathroom wall Oh please, come back to me
I built a shrine for you on the kitchen wall With flowers and Florida souvenirs You were walking through the house last night I knew it was you from the space in your steps
Please, please come back to me I cry and talk to you through the bathroom wall Oh please, come back to me
what i did on my vacation for the last ten years took pictures of your town plaid perfume on my breath i mean i've been drinking scotch while touring through your town adultry makes you give things away it gets you confused adultry takes a one room vacation then it gets you alone turns into a hoonymoon scream then you have to change the sheets smoke in one hand looking for a light martini in the other hand pointing out midnight now that you pulled the school underwater and drowned the prom which man will you save for this friday you can put him in a fish pond and watch him swim around then have a catholic dinner if it isn't men it's death it's the same old testament at the cross her station keeping stood the mournful mother weeping where my man extended hung driven with nails to wood smoke in one hand looking for a drink drink in the other hand pointing out midnight at my desk as you're sleepng as the big deal of death kills me and starts leaving everbody asks me how i'm doing i'm doing everything alone rave on children and try to sleep larks must sing grave, deep melodies happy that they die the sly brown fox pulled up a glass pulled up a chair and yanked out my hair when i tried to sit i fell down when i woke up he was gone so one has a smoke one has a drink the man is gone, mary's dead good morning midnight
i am a black and white ghost in a black and invisible dress oh what a mess i'm in what kind of fool am i i am the married kind the kind that said i do forever searching for someone new at night i get drunk and fly around in the day i dream and lay around i drink and smoke your brand and drink i am drunk over you i am the married kind the kind that said i do forever searching for someone new i am the ghost of all my dreams to me it's all pretend i pretend i'm alive or just not dead i will die for you i am the married kind the kind that said i do forever searching for someone new my nights are numbered they don't count for nothing i'm not a fool, i'm just a bride and i'm just no good inside i am the married kind the kind that said i do forever searching for someone new
Blue spark He waits in a beach apartment Blue spark Thousands of lights, thousands of people She's forgotten him for the bodies around her Blue shock, exchange Blue shock, exchange Blue spark What goes between the eyes downtown Blue spark Oh, loudspeakers and search lights the boulevard She comes home later just to give him Blue shock, exchange Blue shock, exchange Blue spark Blue spark Blue spark
dancing with tears in my eyes 'cause the girl im my arms isn't you dancing with somebody new when it's you that my arms are calling to dancing with tears in my eyes 'cause the girl im my arms isn't you dancing with somebody new when it's you that my arms are calling to i'm trying to smile once in a while but i found that it just wouldn't do dancing with tears in my eyes 'cause the girl im my arms isn't you
men of flesh hitch a ride shorts and tans and greasy thighs at night drive into slimy bars and piss it out on our front yards they're looking in our window now real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape she takes st paddy's day, old irish man shamrocks painted on his face mumbles warnings from ireland in the back i sense a fight and that old man has done his deed real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape he takes this stage i'm on gets repossesed by vigilantes acting bored the mindless fan wants my dress and i can't tell which one is worse and i can't see the cursing child real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape she takes
drink at the bar nothing bar anything but the bottom step of the ladder it keeps getting higher and higher
dawn comes soon enough for the working class it keeps getting sooner or later this is the game that moves as you play
how does it feel to have your own bottle of booze behind the bar, how does it feel to play cards with the barmaids while they work at jocko's rocketship and the one eye jack my sin and the lucky star a steady place to study and drink
dawn comes soon enough for the working class it keeps getting sooner or later this is the game that moves as you play
day old days ancient bloody mary bastards in a hardcore blue collar bar here we sit, a shot and a beer after another hard earned day
and dawn comes soon enough for the working class it keeps getting sooner or later this is the game that moves as you play
at the hi-d-hi and the hula gal bee-hive bar and the zircon lounge g.g.'s cozy corner the gift of love stop'n'drink, sit'n'sip, rest'n'pieces dexter's new approach and the get down lounge the aorta bar, detroit's main vein
dawn comes soon enough for the working class it keeps getting sooner or later this is the game that moves as you play