Prison Girls

Where am I tonight? La da da My hotel room won't remember me And this dream will die, die by morning And this dream will not remember me Awakened by a droning voice "I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes" Is it a lady or is it a man? Humming helicopters through the blades of a fan "I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes" "I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes" On my feet to chase it down The light switch spooks and runs away I stumble back and hit the floor Long shadows crawl beneath the door To a passage, so poorly lit There are moths flying away from it Who am I tonight? My hotel room won't remember me From darkness, enter prison girls Pushing mops and kicking pails Now's my chance, I clasp my chest And declare unto my audience "I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes" "I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes" The prison girls are not impressed They're the ones who have to clean this mess They've traded more for cigarettes Than I have managed to express Filing past, miles long My cheek is frozen to the floor The prison girls have filled their beds Their thoughts to dry above their heads (I'll wear them in the morning) "I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes" "I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes"