Paroles de More Flophouse Blues

It's late and light bulbs dim A million eyes await arise And I can't lift myself into that hole My presence hovers above The gutter waits below This ghost needs conduction and I feel you deep and low So I turn my eyes to you For the Service you provide You bring me into my body better than anyone alive I could be anything But I am enslaved I could go anywhere But see I like it this way Don't strangle the ones you love It may come back to haunt someday