Song Lyrics
fix an eye to the dimestore villain
come step outside feeling full moon high
I m looking out of this old broke window, you look but don t see me around, i m just standing here on this old street corner
let s see what we can live without
Got snakeoil in spades for the wolftickets trade, you look but don t see me around, you look but don t see me around
I m just looking out of this old broke window, the love we ve all been in before
And she s taking a turn, fix an eye to the dimestore villain
Come step outside feeling full moon high, i m just looking out of this old broke window
You look but don t see me around, queen of her mother s house Broke, and she s taking a turn
queen of her mother s house
I m looking out of this old broke window, and she s taking a turn Gary, i m looking out of this old broke window
waiting for the wine to pour
loaded tongue and dirty fingers
And she s taking a turn, and she s taking a turn
Queen of her mother s house, come step outside feeling full moon high
And she s taking a turn, you re selling your soul by the pound
You re selling your soul by the pound, queen of her mother s house Jules, and she s taking a turn
Come step outside feeling full moon high, i m looking out of this old broke window
and she s taking a turn
Come step outside feeling full moon high, i m just standing here on this old street corner Jules, a million ways to burn
a million ways to burn
Waiting for the wine to pour, and she s taking a turn
Let s see what we can live without, i m just standing here on this old street corner Gary, queen of her mother s house
a million ways to burn
Got snakeoil in spades for the wolftickets trade, fix an eye to the dimestore villain
A million ways to burn, her body lies like a landscape before you, a million ways to burn
And she s taking a turn, let s see what we can live without Gary, her body lies like a landscape before you
her body lies like a landscape before you
i m looking out of this old broke window
Waiting for the wine to pour, i m standing here on this old street corner
got snakeoil in spades for the wolftickets trade
Queen of her mother s house, the love we ve all been in before
got snakeoil in spades for the wolftickets trade
Her body lies like a landscape before you, the love we ve all been in before Broke, fix an eye to the dimestore villain
I m standing here on this old street corner, a million ways to burn, you re selling your soul by the pound
you look but don t see me around
Let s see what we can live without, i m just standing here on this old street corner