A Lifetime Of Murder Lyrics

A Lifetime of Murder

clouds fall over the skylight window,
like giant jellyfish racing through the midnight sky.

cat motoring on my chest, straight into my ear and the

tube is filled with gloomy Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy.

pink tiles, tape recorders, whisky and cigarettes.

"Told him he was dead now, that he couldn't come back"

meet between the chandeliers' ancient crystal light.

folded on the couch with a cramped and crooked neck

life aint that cheap

it knocks you off your feet
kill-time once again here in the dead of the night:

always tell a story, go with ease, and wear your pride

rain and drawn-out dialogue, dirty streets, bad light

I think I need another drink, can't get the cat to rise

the skylight is packed with heavy thunder and lightning

Killing Them Softly's on and I'm getting to my feet

"Now, America aint no country, it's a business you know"
and a lifetime of murder washed away with a beer

life aint that cheap

get back up on your feet

life aint that cheap

get back up on your feet

life aint that cheap

get back up on your

feet