Kieran Leonard - Air Raid lyrics

This Ghost Train won't sleep tonight, I sit and watch the feedback dance Some are born to strange delight Well I mixed your drinks just out of spite.A deerstalker and a smoking pipe. I think Ill solve a crime tonight.A broken clock, an old teapot Is this the case that Holmes forgot? Little did he know This is where the story goes... Im reading books about cars driving off bridges Air Raid shelter, Helter Skelter All you want is everything Cause youve been raised by television Darling I think somethings missing Pop songs, smoking guns Robert Johnsons just a unit shifter Well Ive been watching television And now it seems my legs are missing Dawn bleeds out over Soho town, Theres a taste in my mouth The wine won't wash down.As you rolled cigArettes from the Old TestamentAnd we made up nicknames That we would both later regret Well Im not the king Of absolutely anything But I once read a book By A MAN CALLED Vladimir Nabokov who seemed to know a lot of stuff Air Raid shelter, Helter Shelter All you want is everything Well Ive been raised by television Darling I think somethings missing now Pop songs, smoking guns Robert Johnsons just a unit shifter Well Ive been watching television And now it feels my lifes gone missing These are the ways you can break apart well Im not coming down... Forget your job, forget your money spend your time just being Funny