Daylight Bombings

The air raids at night are keeping things serene

The president's men are closing in on me

And the crosshair grin you hold me in still does not propose an argument convincing me to shed to Devil's clothes



Electrodes to spine

Tonguing my wounds clean

That's when the nightmare stops

Oh yeah, I had a dream

I had a dream

It went - shackled to the lover of another in a chapel so pristine

We're baptised as atheists

I never felt so clean



The more I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly

The more I hear them crying out...



When does the seizure end?

When does the cyanide kick in?

I'd like to hike you up over this waste of love and back again

Oh my mistress

Whoa sweet distress

Your dress is brining it all back to me and we are closer that whore caught up a roundabout in hell



Twilight isn't in the dark on this one

You can play me out on the hotel floor



The more I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly

The more I hear those doves crying



This is where the plot it thickens

Not behind the ribs but below the truth

You can use your sleuth 'cause I'm begging for proof



When does the seizure end?

When does the cyanide kick in?

I'd like you hike you up over this waste of love and back again

Oh my mistress

Whoa sweet distress

Your dress is bringing it all back to me and we are closer than whores caught up in a roundabout



No need to run away

The pig was snuffed and laid

We saw this happening all on the front page

This is the last time we bet on landmines



We've got a lot riding on this one

So save you bullets for the call back

We've got a lot riding on this one

Don't turn you back 'til you see the blood flow back