Brisa Roché - The Mummy lyrics

Wrapped up like a mummy I go spinning-down the winter street With a stupid heart saying your name at every beat A silly halo of breathing Hand in my big coat lost You know when you try to have everything There is a cost Car horns blow from the side Icy are the little tears I cried And above, the devil-wind is hollering A song, cold and dry "I don't even miss you Rock'n roll baby I'm better here stumbling Better alone I don't want to kiss you Rock'n roll baby I hold up my hand And pretend it's a phone With my hand to my ear I'm stumbling dear Pretending your voice is my own"