you better connect that french
we’re in for a long night
she said bend and wretch
keep her on if the lips look alright
look out and look up
they’ve got bombs on bombs
look out for the ones
with the honest faces
and the limbs that go numb
you better brace yourself
you asked for a light and a good life
you wore it well
your all days turning into all nights
she looks up from a stiff drink and says to you
“I’ll smoke this bridge if you want me to”
sorcery underground 