Earl Greyhound - Out Of Air lyrics

Set out all your five cent drinks And cool the carafe for the apple or the lemonade Stay up on the right hand curb in case a cop become a siren Run a light and off you girl I know that summer's slowing down but lift your chin up off the ground I'm sorry I had to sleep so late My God has five o'clock already come and gone? It must have been a storm my dear that tore through August Left the street a mess and wet with rain Step out from off my shoulders girl It's you that I get optimistic over anyway Rain on reddened streets the k**ing fields and hanging trees I'm almost out of air Flood Rome let it fall the sea's too deep for wrecking balls I'm almost out of air Can I start again? God knows I got no guarantee I'll wake up for the light in August or the memory It's just a matter of indifference Don't let the thought of it control you now Don't you now