Blueprints For Lost Sounds - Raunchy

Lay down and wait

Save your guns for the night

There’s a pink sound in the sundown

Let’s step off for a second

Let’s think about it

You can tame it, but you cannot keep me

This city bears my name

Death.

Life.

Good sons.

Girls!

I’m not for keepers

It is in my blood

But there’s something about you

You can move me with your style

It’s the sex and the wild

Death.

Life.

Good sons.

And girls!

It’s so natural

This thing between you and I

It’s all that I am a good son

Might be the last time

I’ll be coming home

Think I might hurt you

Might hurt you badly

It’s all that I am a bad son

I am the good son

It’s all I am

Sound the bells

I’m off hook tonight

Oh how, pathetic is the life I’ve led

All I do is wrong, but I seem to do it right

It’s so natural

This thing between you and I

It’s all that I am a good son

Might be the last time

I’ll be coming home

Think I might hurt you

Might hurt you badly

It’s all that I am a bad son

Might be the last time

I’ll be coming home

Think I might hurt you

Might hurt you badly

It’s all that I am a bad son

Lay down and wait

Save your guns for the night

Wake me when I am