Bill Bourne - Freeway Babe lyrics

Well we drift along the freeway heat Hot wind streaming spirit shadows Dying breath dying hearts Happy for moving cursing the standing Don't you hate the d**h wind Don't you hate the hardness If you love it sickness blinds you Ashes in your night fire d**h wind chasing curses Through the dead streets In portland in the black dog portland portland in the black dog portland Wino men gathering Curses in the street light Your hatred burns them silently Your love of hardness strangling Wino men derelict lovers Your hot pants s** grinder Blows 'em down with laughter Hollow empty laughter Tickling your genius cursing Like demons in the night In portland in the black dog... Reptilian lovers grinding Scaley dreams of domination Rewards that pay in dividends - babe Oh the freeway hot wind The crashing blind men The hard harlot women That love the acid breath Pumping like madmen In portland portland in the black dog... Your spirit is your own You own it Like you own your gra**land pyre Like you own your porsche and leather Like you own your dreams of d**h Like you own your telephone Like you own your destiny Portland portland portland in the black dog... Your dream of dominance To be dominated To be god and lord Crashing the kindness Creating hell and tears Indifference - indifference your friendly resting In portland You grab the place of love Like a quick shot of whiskey To burn down your fear wall And let panic flow freely In pretending acceptance In rancid blood In black waters In airships of vileness - oh babe In portland in the black dog portland... And the have nots forgotten The barefoot greengra** Is now a place of disdain In your sleek eye shadowed shining In your diamond foreverness Oh the crystal laughter New age emptiness Patterns of destruction For generations to love into Freeway babes freeway babes freeway babes freeway babes Freeway babes freeway babes freeway babes In portland in the black dog...