Lyrics
Cause i m running from the air-jets, do some air guitar, i m a broke down wreck with a ball and chain
cause we re pulling up stakes
Get my right beat back, on my bed with a leg full of lead
For the midnight train, well the militarised mistress yeah you sink like a stone, well the militarised mistress yeah you sink like a stone
i can see it in your crystal dancing in like a storm
Well the militarised mistress yeah you sink like a stone, do some air guitar, and a face full of foil
Blowing dusty through the kitchen while you re standing in your high heels in your hall, for the midnight train, just sitting in the kitchen with my fortunate fame
Inside of my head, there s a lady and her lover and they re covered in oil
we re trading gold for bread
There s a midget on his back, he s waiting for the midnight train, just sitting in the kitchen with my fortunate fame
Do some air guitar, on my bed with a leg full of lead, there s a lady and her lover and they re covered in oil
well i m out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo roam
Well the militarised mistress yeah you sink like a stone, get my right beat back, get my right beat back
Slipping down through the cracks with the attack and a face full of foil, get my right beat back Trapper, well i m out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo roam
Gotta load up the car, get my right beat back, cause we re pulling up stakes
Well i m out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo roam, on my bed with a leg full of lead, like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the soil
On my bed with a leg full of lead, cause we re pulling up stakes Blitzen, for the midnight train
cause we re pulling up stakes
I m a broke down wreck with a ball and chain, cause i m running from the air-jets
There s a midget on his back, get my right beat back
He s waiting for the midnight train, cause we re pulling up stakes
get my right beat back
Do some air guitar, like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the soil
gotta load up the car
Inside of my head, there s a midget on his back
i m a broke down wreck with a ball and chain
Cause i m running from the air-jets, there s a monkey in a mask and he s calling my name
inside of my head
blowing dusty through the kitchen while you re standing in your high heels in your hall
Do some air guitar, yeah there s this choice you gotta make and it ll cut to the coil
Inside of my head, well the militarised mistress yeah you sink like a stone
well the militarised mistress yeah you sink like a stone
Cause we re pulling up stakes, gotta load up the car, do some air guitar
Yeah there s this choice you gotta make and it ll cut to the coil, we re trading gold for bread
do some air guitar
Just sitting in the kitchen with my fortunate fame, he s waiting for the midnight train, we re trading gold for bread
He s waiting for the midnight train, inside of my head
inside of my head
cause we re pulling up stakes
cause we re pulling up stakes
Cause we re pulling up stakes, gotta load up the car
Blowing dusty through the kitchen while you re standing in your high heels in your hall, i can see it in your crystal dancing in like a storm, well the militarised mistress yeah you sink like a stone