Last rays of sunlight die Full moon begins to rise Reflected in your eyes I can't believe that this is happening You make the motor in me Flutter and
Maybe we're nothing but skin and bone Blare and rubber, eyes that blubber Teeth that bite, hands that slide And I'm trying to do the best I can But I'
Are we rolling? One, two, one, two, three, four Here in my little spy movie With my garter and dagger And my gag and my cuff And my gunslinger swagger
They looked at her this way ever since she was a girl Mr. Feathers, Mr. Feathers The echo in every smile that would curl into a leer Oh my dear, Mr. Feathers
I met them first on their wedding night Faces were flushed by their pledges plight We passed in the hall and I met them well But as their carriage arrived
Pardon me, madam, my name is Eve I think it's time for you to leave I don't believe that we have met That's one thing you would not forget In another
Day is dawning, almost sounded like a warning Wind was rushing through the trees almost roaring I never thought that I'd become The proud father of my
Between last breaths and first regrets The days dragged on like cigarettes In the distance martyrs and martinets Dally, dancing with the empty silhouettes
I can't tell if this is real or if I am sleeping I'll embroider the truth and that's so I shall reap I took things that didn't belong to me I didn't mean
In the not very distant future When everything will be free There won't be any cute secrets Let alone any novelty You can say anything you want to In
One, two, three, four Somewhere downtown a pretty girl kneels Offers her soft lips and a handful of pills Peels off her dress and then the rest of her
You should wear your red galoshes Walking o'er the city pride Streets are paved with heaven's pennies Gutters full of suicides Teddy steadily fell from
