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"