Out the Airlock

Thrown out of a moving limousine Tied up in corners with no hope of escape Followed at high speed Roughed up and handcuffed and led away Dangled upside down from a great height Tied to the rails as the train rounds the bend Hijacked and hotwired Snarled at by dogs against the chain link fence Then she tells you She tells you She tells you you're not home Sucked out of the airlock Cornered like a rat in the crowded city square Lowered into volcanoes Bound up back to back in smart matching chairs She tells you She tells you oh She tells you you're not home My sweetheart dreams My sweetheart dreams in an empty bed My sweetheart dreams of revenge. Left for dead in mexico Forged and counterfeit, invisible ink Cut out words on a ransom note Oh i beg you honey it's not what you think Then she tells you She tells you She tells you you're not home Then she tells you you're not home