Chris Whitley - Guns & Dolls lyrics

Slow neurosis Lay awaiting the cousin to come Got my mouth all around her ?Neath the blanket where the world is run Now you take the weed in your hungry hand sister All in need of the naked man that Can't get over Guns and dolls all around this room You can't get over Guns and dolls any afternoon Now the wind know no one When she carve your face up and down my arm Get my eyes wide open For one moment I know we can do no wrong But I, I see you there as you pull me down Like there's so much promise in any playground And I can't get over Guns and dolls all around this room I can't get over Guns and dolls all afternoon Bit my lip off, broken road where you Slip your tongue to the hard and cold Where we make them deals With these naked myths Break me, mama From the ties of the kitsch romance Got to ride me over All these lies of deliverance I can't get over Can't get over Well, I can't control it Can't get over