Fat Possum Records - Surfer King lyrics

Behind the red door in American skin There is a murder of roses In the midnight hiss come cover me there Where I am electric nothing Out on the tide strangers are drowning by Under eclipse I wait for your kiss With the beating of all these idiot hearts No more evil now, no horror sound, no maniac song from a tyrant And the surfer king will show me everything in the great green flash of the evening Out on the tide, strangers, we ride Smoke in our eyes Under eclipse I wait for your kiss With the beating of all these idiot hearts