Kill The Lights - Mojave 3

She’s the girl with the long scarf flowing,

corduroy coat and lips so loving

Nights got shorter and her dreams got longer,

so strange

Has a bird upon her shoulder

Used to hear it when I got to hold her

I don’t know if that bird song died

Kill the lights, 'cause we’re getting older

Watch the news and drink more water

She likes a man with his trousers shorter

I’m in trouble with a poet’s daughter

Found a hole and it’s letting in water

She says love is a young man’s game

Close your eyes, we might just make it

Pretty soon you’ll be proud to fake it

Drink up, baby, and I’ll take you home

Boy at the bus stop shouting

English dreams of English louting

I hope he’s happy when the world stops hurting

Paints all the clocks and sleeps for days,

stares at the stars and floats away

Watch the news and drink more water

I’m in trouble with somebody’s daughter

She likes a man with his trousers shorter

Paints all the clocks and sleeps for days

Stares at the stars and floats away