Where am I tonight, la da da My hotel room won't remember me And this dream will die Die by morning And this dream will not remember me
Wakened by a droning voice I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes Is it a lady or is it a man Humming helicopters through the blades of a fan I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
On my feet to chase it down A light switch spooks and runs away I stumble back and hit the floor Long shadows crawl beneath the door To a passage so poorly lit There are moths flying away from it
Oh oh oh oh oh
Who am I tonight, la da da My hotel room won't remember me From darkness enter prison girls Pushing mops and kicking pails Now's my chance I clasp my chest And declare unto my audience I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
Prison girls are not impressed They're the ones who have to clean this mess They've traded more for cigarettes Than I've managed to express
Oh oh oh oh oh
Filing past miles along My cheek is frozen To the floor The prison girls have filled their beds Their thoughts to dry above their heads I wear them in the morning