Killer in Drag - The Autumns

Stop

In your evening dress

Drowned in a dull burlesque

And a bullet in the head

Stop

As the asphalt streets

Pulse to the palsied beats

And bend your broken ear

Stop

And we’ll trace our names

Chalk on the callous lanes

'til the rain washes away

Tell me all your moth-ridden stories

Drinking binges and soirees

After dark

In Grace Cathedral Park

Precious as pearl

She’s perfect in the eyes of the world

If scars make the girl

Then the grifters underground will grab her

Strip her to the bone and bind her

Face to the ground

Nobody can make a sound

If scars make the girl

Then the grifters underground will grab us

Strip us to the bone and bind us