letra de gasoline detroit (the post-war shake) - diego's hot balloon ride
when the steam from the street creeps up her skirt
at one in the morning in this god forsaken town, she makes it work
still, the rusted piano keeps banging out foolish chord after foolish chord
to the tune of restless men in minivans with their eyes glued to the floor
the melody was sick and rehe-rs-d
“honey, you’ve been working hard tonight
baby, maybe you just need to relax
honey, you’ve got eyes like brake lights
and baby, maybe i can help you with that.”
and she wouldn’t take no for an answer
no, the low static growl of this town wouldn’t let her
it’s drowning everything out, it’s getting louder and louder
and their ringing ears serve as a grinning reminder to get out, just get out, just get out
there’s planes falling from the sky, in her throat
out of his wallet, all the way to the motel, all the way to the motel, surrounded
and no one survived, no one exists at all
just two specters in a motel room
groping for vowels, finding the devil in themselves
reluctant nails digging into reluctant skin
stuffing their bombed-out buildings with burning sin
the town was whispering, “lover… lover…” under its breath
but the town was screaming, “murder! murder!” at the top of its lungs
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