Lyrics

Fat head, Sunday paper , pissing rain
I feel a big rain coming
Feels like I’m stuck at home
To sign for it
I feel my own blood jumping
I miss your breathing
God, I miss that sound
Count down by threes
Kill all the lights
Nobody died today

Black smoke, Muddy Waters,
Fucking shame
Who cleans a gun when it’s loaded
I’ve got my own damn self
To blame for it
Even the Lord wouldn’t have me
But I’ll never play the violin again
Count down by threes
Kill all the lights
Nobody died today

Someday, senorita
As they say in the song
I could pray again to see you
But gone is gone
Gone

Goddamn, don’t nobody pick up a phone
It’s a town without pity
I guess nobody’s got the time for it
I stopped by ol’ Steamboat Willie
But he was working on the Motown sound
Count down by threes
Kill all the lights
Nobody died today

Someday, senorita
As they say in the song
I could pray again to see you
But gone is gone
Gone


Nina Simone, Daisy Buchanan
The Jordanaires
There will be peace in the valley
But I don’t want to have to strain for it
Someday I’ll sleep like a baby
Right now I never want to dream again

Count down by threes
Kill all the lights
Nobody died today
Count down by threes
Kill all the lights
Nobody died today
Count down by threes
Kill all the lights