On a knife edge razor day

If you listen long enough they've got nothing to say



It's a time warp place don't change

The rhythm of the night, the beating rain



You move fast to get off of that merry-go-round



There's one gun, probably more

And the others are pointing at our backdoor



At the best hotel of all

Put my name on the wall, put my bed on the floor



You get much less well it seems like more

Heart's still sore



Word crimes

Bitter lies

Bitter crimes

Government Lies