Dave & Kara - Dillinger's Ghost

And it's one block, two blocks, three blocks
Four in the morning the shelves are stocked
But you can't find what you're looking for
At the convenient store, and she won't returns your calls

And it's one month, two months, three months
Of the pouring rain, your heart's ticking like a bomb
But you don't have the keys to her place anymore
You're so tired of these city streets

Dillinger's calling
Get your ass over here
I said hey man, what's the deal
Aren't you supposed to be dead

He said, I fought one war, two wars, three wars
In the middle of the dessert a boat was docked
It was one year, two years, three years
I floated somewhere middle east of my soul
And bullets flew through the valley of the
Golden gun and broke a window
How come I don't feel a thing
But my heart is talking, tick tick talking

Hey man, what's going on
Where did everyone go
Where's my body
I lost control

Dillinger's yellin' boys keep them bullets flying
But you can't find a body
And it's one blast, two blasts, three blasts
In the valley of the golden sun
And all your big bad, rocket fast, rocket fast guns
Can't put the pieces of your heart back together again
And the ghost won't stop their tick tick tock
They just won't stop talking

Woa Woa Woa man
I didn't bargain for this
I want my body
I want my soul

Tick tick tock, tick tick tock
The ghosts won't stop talking
Tick tick tock, tick tick tock
They just won't stop talking

Written by:
David Stricker, Kara Stricker

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