Kills, The
Blue Moon
wake up to a blue moon in the skya cool shining bluehear the thunder of life driving byI guess it's finally on the loseand I smell the shoot sweat on the sycamore treesas the branches collidewith every thought I thinknow the neighborhood cat is callinghe can't sleep says the oxygen in the needle penhas sprung a leakwell he really took a chancecrossing his heart hoping to diehe was young and he was happyat the time, at the timeit seems to be like cinemasilver turns to it's old tricksmagic loses all it's magicand you know what it really isthe young men who used to use their knuckles,are gonebut the tadpoles keep multiplying down in the swampwhen the pearly gates do opendragging their legs out of spite inside a woman sits to greet youwelcome home to the nightSongtexteit's the last motel with electric,she saystake a seat while the maid goes up and cleans up your mess honey it could take an hour,it could take all yearit could take a centuryfor your bad name to clearwake up to a blue moon in the skya cool shining blue hear the thunder of life driving byI guess it's finally on the move
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