Joe 90 - November Bombs lyrics

The moon was guilty and the sun Melted in my ashtray I went door knock to my friend's house No one's answering I made myself a cup of tea And fell asleep on my couch The floor was crooked and creaky I don't love this place anymore And I called my mother from the phone booth And the operator said to me "Collect your thoughts, go wandering." Sometimes I get to dreaming But the nightmares seem so real Oh n-n-n-n-n, November bombs Oh n-n-n-n-n, November bombs Street walker, shut talk your pa**port And your prevention You take the railroad, the same load That you sold and bought Your invention You say goodbye To suit tie, can't fly, decide You're Trans-Atlantic So don't stall in the fall And above all, you're landing And I called my mother from the phone booth And the operator said to me "Go collect your thoughts, go wandering." Sometimes I get to dreaming But the nightmares seem so real Oh n-n-n-n-n, November bombs Oh n-n-n-n-n, November bombs Sometimes I get to dreaming But the nightmares seem so beautiful Oh n-n-n-n-n, November bombs Oh n-n-n-n-n, November bombs Ooh, November bombs