Lyrics
When your love s a cryin shame, i hear him closin in that green-eyed jackal s got the scent
There s a howlin at my window, singin me back upon the pyre
when your love s a cryin shame
I m callin on the furies, there s a howlin at my window
I m skewered like some drunken fool, you can call it what you want, i never have believed you
And it s a rage as old as hades, i m callin on the furies, i m callin on the furies
but it s lyin just the same
They re wonderin if there ll ever come a day, i m roasting on the spit of love again
And it s a rage as old as hades, but it s lyin just the same, i m basting on the bone
i m skewered like some drunken fool
they re here to call my bluff
to let the toast begin
More bitter than the cold, and it s a rage as old as hades Bonnie, they re wonderin if there ll ever come a day
I m roasting on that spit of love again, i m callin on the furies, they re wonderin if there ll ever come a day
I hear him closin in that green-eyed jackal s got the scent, singin me back upon the pyre
when i ll have finally had enough
There s no mercy in these ashes, i m skewered like some drunken fool
I m callin on the furies, singin me back upon the pyre Raitt, i never have believed you
There s no mercy in these ashes, that ll sputter on these coals, i m callin on the furies
I hear him closin in that green-eyed jackal s got the scent, to let the toast begin
and they re howlin in moonlight
I m callin on the furies, there s a howlin at my window
in juices all my own
I never have believed you, i m roasting on the spit of love again
There s a howlin at my window, but it s lyin just the same Spit, and it s a rage as old as hades
I hear him closin in that green-eyed jackal s got the scent, i m basting on the bone
They re wonderin if there ll ever come a day, that ll sputter on these coals
they re here to call my bluff
Singin me back upon the pyre, to let the toast begin
When i ll have finally had enough, but it s lyin just the same
That ll sputter on these coals, they re wonderin if there ll ever come a day
I hear him closin in that green-eyed jackal s got the scent, i never have believed you, you can call it what you want
knows i ll let him in he slinks in by me at the fire
There s no mercy in these ashes, they re wonderin if there ll ever come a day Bonnie, i m skewered like some drunken fool
knows i ll let him in he slinks in by me at the fire
somethin bout that hollow in your eyes
