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A smile beneath a shadow
she could stand on her head
turning a cross in his hand
instinctively she bled
and i like the smell of smoke
falling out of my hair
at this time of night
only the gaspipe mice
have the energy to swear

Johnny says, you and me girl
we could make a stand
he thinks i'm a bottle
of pretty pills
well i am not impressed
i just like to be undressed
sometimes
and i forget we are what we will

The Brooklyn sky
looked like a blood-shot eye
would you dance to
Your Cheatin' Heart
with me -- ahhhh....

The chinese lantern burns
on the fire escape
the lady hanging out her wash
she stretch her arms
through the iron gates
Aldous Huxley is laughing in his grave
and i am not impressed,
ah don't get so distressed

The Brooklyn sky
looked like a blood-shot eye
would you dance to
Your Cheatin' Heart
with me -- ahhhh....

Save The Robots
was letting out
Winchester Chimes,
I love you more than
all the grout in the
free world, lord

The Brooklyn sky
looked like a blood-shot eye
would you dance to
Your Cheatin' Heart
with me -- ahhhh....
A smile beneath a shadow   she could stand on her head   turning a cross in his hand   instinctively she bled   and i like the smell of smoke   falling out of my hair   at this time of night   only the gaspipe mice   have the energy to swear      Johnny says, you and me girl   we could make a stand   he thinks i'm a bottle   of pretty pills   well i am not impressed   i just like to be undressed   sometimes   and i forget we are what we will      The Brooklyn sky   looked like a blood-shot eye   would you dance to   Your Cheatin' Heart   with me -- ahhhh....      The chinese lantern burns   on the fire escape   the lady hanging out her wash   she stretch her arms   through the iron gates   Aldous Huxley is laughing in his grave   and i am not impressed,   ah don't get so distressed      The Brooklyn sky   looked like a blood-shot eye   would you dance to   Your Cheatin' Heart   with me -- ahhhh....      Save The Robots   was letting out   Winchester Chimes,   I love you more than   all the grout in the   free world, lord      The Brooklyn sky   looked like a blood-shot eye   would you dance to   Your Cheatin' Heart   with me -- ahhhh....