It's not as if New York City Burnt down to the ground Once you drove away It's not as if the sun won't shine When clouds up above Wash the blues away
My eyes burn, everybody smokes My eyes burn, everybody smokes I smoke too, but not as much as you I do the smoke detector There is a girl in a tank
And I?m not going back Into rags or in the hole And our bruises are coming But we will never fold And i was your silver lining As the story goes I was
I been had and I been held With the ghosts at bay I been oaked and I been doped And carried away I been charred and I been scarred On my own face But
You've got the money maker You've got the money maker This is your chance to make it Out out out oh yeah You?ll get out out out oh yeah You?ve got the
widow I'll be crawling Under the blacklight Out in the garden Into the pale moon Under the blacklight Down in the valley Up in the dark blue Under the blacklight Under the blacklight