Centro-Matic - The Fugitives Have Won lyrics

You're running, Your mouth won't help Keep stride Cantankerous the missives that force recall You'd hide & i could taste the salt From your dishwasher eyes Imperial & weightless Much to all of our surprise The fugitives have won And i will occupy abandoned station tonight I'll call upon some invitation of light Cause the fugitives have won If i held you up to fire I would see a reddish frame Of rust around your soul's transparency And you, you with your beauty And i with my spleen I'll hitchhike to your bonfire In my suit of gasoline