Oh Shoplifter - The Stills

I roll through your town

With clowns and a crowd

With no hopes at all

A blanket of snow falls outside

And keeps us drinking inside

Clear skies means clear brains

And elephant sized malaise

Oh you shoplifter

Why did you take her

From me You’ve got motion inside

You’re wild in your stride

Your stride drives her wild

Tell me the story of your

Fame and misfortune

Your cloud of distortion

I’ve been drained of that feeling

We’ve been driving all night

You ran off with my feelings

Don’t you know