Post War Glamour Girls

Come be my mirror We'll go everywhere together You're a lousy chiropractor in the pocket of my blazer

A celestial presence won't leave me alone A burden that only be thrown to my home He watches me sleeping, I

I was made, I was cobbled together Simple, forgettable action in the back of a Datsun Now I nearly disappeared

Come out of the dark Come out of the dark Won’t you come a little closer Out of the dark Let the

The never-ending road The never-ending road Blister kiss the tepid wheel One last dive for the boy’s prize

A murder of crows Swept out of the blue They descend upon your dress I won’t intervene, if you want me to?