West Ryder Silver Bullet

[Intro] Then I went down into the basement where my friend the maniac busies himself with his electronic graffiti. Finally, his language touches me because he talks to that part of us which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. In that moment, poetry will be made by everyone and there will be emus in the zone [Verse 1] Mist covers the ground In the city Engine rumbles quiet as we drift by I wish you could see Through my crooked eye (Silence let me whisper) Oh your beauty Plays me just like a guitar string (Its so true) [Chorus] I want your touch Oh how I want you Far too much She's my baby (He's my baby) [Verse 2] Days drift into one Its so pretty Traveling Wilburys police photofits And this stolen car Is loaded with junk (Silence let me whisper) Its so dirty You'll be the death of me But that's okay [Chorus]