Spirit Of The West

you put the dumbest things in the strangest places behind the door, on the floor a cabinet full of

don't let me spend my career wound up in a bell jar the pop star gone too far don't let me end up in

There's a siren ringing loud a call of distress it's winding through these streets making all

i was sitting in basil's with a friend and coffee thinking the world a fine place to be when the man on

I'm not worried, it's a 1,000,000 miles away Yeah, I saw the news it happens every day Some Cronkite

(Kelly/Mann) Dragged in his fathers footsteps Onto other people's doorsteps To shoe-gaze through

this tumble down street's just a run down street ringing with the clatter of restless feet they're

ONE, TWO, THREE From the old sod to the new land we came over by the score. we cut the ties said

they were right, we've been trying to play god without a license light the candles i'll pour tea

young boy is killed by a gun toting driver he caught him cuase the kid went too far when the mad was asked

Oh no, oh no Oh no, oh no Oh no, oh no Oh no, oh no Mr. Jones has a little problem If I

a little bird told me a secret today i closed my eyes and wished that he'd fly away when you're

spot the difference here i'm the only one not smiling i'm the only one afraid of dying i'm

(Kelly/Mann) We twisted you arm over Chinese And led you astray Offered the world as we know it

we were splitting up you split up instead you lost your head last night and your body came to bed