Lyrics
I guess that i d be cool, we sit together drunk like our fathers used to be, i ve been a real good tombstone
I guess that i d be cool, i can feel her in the dark
and she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein
I know a perfect run by the sleep it puts in my heart, i m blowing back my trouble to the east She's, she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein
i know my special rider
While we sit together sad like our fathers used to be, so mainline it, i cannot get a look at it so
But there s a tickle in my veins, she is like an eye-blue swimming pool, i know a perfect run by the sleep it puts in my heart
She will never know that she is there, she will never know that she is there, i m looking up and i m crying
I see her come down from the top of the stairs, what are you gonna do?
don t let her take her love to town they will never fill her heart
because i m like the indian wind along the telegraph lines
i ve been a real good tombstone
i m looking up and god is saying
I m burning them on the deal anyway, she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein, she is like an eye-blue swimming pool
Because i m like the indian wind along the telegraph lines, i see her come down from the top of the stairs
So mainline it, we sit together drunk like our fathers used to be, she needs a passion like her father s used to be
she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein
I cannot get a look at it so, i thought it was up to you to, i m blowing back my trouble to the east
We sit together drunk like our fathers used to be, i guess that i d be cool, i guess that i d be cool
What are you gonna do?, while we sit together sad like our fathers used to be
I thought it was up to you, because i m like the indian wind along the telegraph lines, what are you gonna do?
We sit together drunk like our fathers used to be, i know my special rider like, she needs a passion like her father s used to be
I ve been a real good tombstone, she is like an eye-blue swimming pool, but now i m blowing away
She is like an eye-blue swimming pool, i thought it was up to you The, she feels like heroin to me she feels like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein
I m looking up and god is saying, she will never know that she is there
She s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein, i m blowing back my trouble to the east She's, i cannot get a look at it so
But there s a tickle in my veins, so mainline it
I ve been a real good tombstone, i know my special rider, while we sit together sad like our fathers used to be
so mainline it
i guess that i d be cool
What are you gonna do?, she is like an eye-blue swimming pool
i guess that i d be cool
While we sit together sad like our fathers used to be, because i m like the indian wind along the telegraph lines
i know my special rider
I guess that i d be cool, but there s a tickle in my veins She's, i can feel her in the dark
She s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein, i see her come down from the top of the stairs She's, we sit together drunk like our fathers used to be
And she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein, so mainline it
i thought it was up to you
I ve been a real good tombstone, i thought it was up to you, i cannot get a look at it so
I cannot get a look at it so, she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein
But now i m blowing away, i can feel her in the dark
She needs a passion like her father s used to be, i m burning them on the deal anyway She's, we sit together drunk like our fathers used to be
I m looking up and god is saying, i guess that i d be cool
I m blowing back my trouble to the east, i see her come down from the top of the stairs
i guess that i d be cool
I m blowing back my trouble to the east, i see her come down from the top of the stairs, i guess that i d be cool
I see her come down from the top of the stairs, because i m like the indian wind along the telegraph lines
I m burning them on the deal anyway, she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein
i can feel her in the dark
What are you gonna do?, i m blowing back my trouble to the east, don t let her take her love to town they will never fill her heart
i m blowing back my trouble to the east
I m looking up and i m crying, what are you gonna do?
I cannot get a look at it so, she needs a passion like her father s used to be
I can feel her in the dark, she feels like heroin to me she feels like heroin to me she s like heroin to me she cannot miss a vein
i m burning them on the deal anyway