Zita Swoon - The Ricochet lyrics

Hey I know there's 2-3-5 things I forgot to mention But I can-no-stand-no trapped in the arm Too tight is too hard to do So I paint all one to seven bars in the jail And let myself out with blues on parade And set our masks on fire I play the past on strings of lead And you put your tongue in another mouth Still I can-no-stand-no trapped in no arm I wish I was one part of one man and one Woman for once more Yeah, I think I'll go out tonight I'll put my blues on parade Possibly all 2-3-5 mirrors with eyes on you Turned black as night and made you blue Like fish in river and faith is ship And sails away My strings of lead have failed to play And as the waves come down so furious I can-no-stand-no trapped in no arm Yeah, I gotta hold on tight So I think I'll go out tonight I'll put my blues on parade Yeah, I'll drive 2-3-5 cars And race away I'll crash on every tree in your lawn Closer to your house My strings of lead they buzz to the beat Of the ricochet Wind in my mind Wind blowin' crazy Pushin' the ricochet The miracle man Love my new sensation The single man he's a con Love's my new sensation Love's my new sensation Love Choir: Tomorrow a prince In springtime In May a prince