Scritti Politti - Brushed With Oil, Dusted With Powder lyrics

Brushed with oil, dusted with powder The day began to decline A broken door, hotel bedroom The sun cut through the blind (oh but I tell you) The officer asked "how did it start?" Oh sh**, "you I wish I knew" I said "On Highbury Fields, the Westside Highway Or here in the Hollywood hills" In a black and white, to Orange County The sky was a beautiful blue A pack of lights 'n some keys they found there They wondered how much I knew (oh but I tell you) The officer asked "how did it start?" Oh sh**, "you I wish I knew" I said "On Highbury Fields, the Westside Highway Or here in the Hollywood hills" And yes, it's over And yes, oh the powerful have found me It was beautiful to see It was how I'm meant to be It was love, no matter what they say It's wonderful to be here Abraham, my father, had a girl he called his angel I made my excuses and I like the way it feels The officer asked "how did it start?" Oh sh**, "you I wish I knew" I said "On Highbury Fields, the Westside Highway Or here in the Hollywood hills" And yes, it's over And yes, oh the powerful have found me It was beautiful to see It was how I'm meant to be It was love, no matter what they say It's wonderful to be here