Lyrics Night

Climbing the barbed wire fence of decadence
Desperate trying to feel anything at all
There’s a baby with a baby
She don’t care for big dreams
She takes her coffee black
And if you trip her up she will get you back

Yeah I’m in somebody’s house, in somebody’s chair
The white night is sucking on my heels like a virgin prayer
And there’s a boy’s choir doing Carole King in my head
But there’s nothing very graceful in this place
Maybe it was bad timing or just poor taste

If you wake in a sunrise of shame
Call my name

There’s a Puerto Rican princess dancing in her own dream
Says, ‘Yo I coulda been some kinda somebody
Some kind of scene queen’
Strips to her underwear, she don’t care
Then gets up on the barstool and in a drunken Spanish accent spits into the smoke
Jesus rode side saddle with ribbons in his hair
Then fucked his girlfriend on a dare

If you wake in a sunrise of shame
Call my name

Making love on Rivington St.
With a Winston cigarette locked in his teeth
God living's a blessing and barfood well it must be nice
Wonder if you were my lover on Tuesday, he's cold as ice
I said, I’ll never be the woman you want
Cause I feel too much like a sideshow freak in a circus haunt
She’s licking tears off the bottoms of her boot heels baby
Marching off to the holy land
That’s south of Houston, just above Grand

My mouth is burning
Feels like there's pepper on my tongue

If you wake seeped in doubt
Your hands bleeding and your mouth worn out
The books thrown down crying desperately
Fuck this suicide chamber called society

If you wake in a sunrise of shame
Call my name

If you wake in a sunrise of shame
Call my name

If you wake in a sunrise of shame
Call my name