Complication of a primordial soul
Riddles on the wire
Well I know a mother with her whole house on fire
Disfiguration of an inner face
Take a look - old french lace
I live in a town with way too much going down
I live in a town with way too much going down
Down on town
Got a situation of a dog on the loose
A porch light on a dark night
Why cause a scene at the door when the window will do
Aggravating certain stances of the light
A stark blue love on a dark black nightgarble garble garble neighbours garble
I live in a town with way too much going down
I live in a town with way too much going down
Down on town
Endless sirens bore through the alleyways
In between bricks of thunder and clear yellow haze
You can stay up to dawn just to figure it out
Or you can take my garble to know yourself out
I live in a town with way too much going down
I live in a town with way too much going down
Down on town
Thunder and lightning
Another unidentified sighting
All this and more while the guitar lies face down on the floor
Saturated city with blood in her garble
Ice flowing in veins and all kinds of things
Down on town'Cos when they gogarble garble
Well I was thinking right here and now
Only the greatest of garble knows exactly where they stand
And everybody wants to be in love
Gets their mind off what they been thinking of
Everybody needs tob e swept away for a while
Look out when a heartbreak comes along with a smile
Love is no answer to anything
Just maybe to war and hell and all the trouble we bring
Love is no answer to anything
Just maybe to war and hell and all the trouble we bring
Love is no answer to anything
Just maybe to war and hell and all the trouble we bring
Love is no answer to anything
Just maybe to war and hell and all the trouble we bring
We bring ourselves
I say to my self