The Black Sorrows - Deadline Blues lyrics

Way down in Tresco They're takin' it slow Keepin' the faith child Watchin' it flow Here in the hothouse They wait in the dark Try to make love Just to tear it apart High on the mountain They answer the call Raised up to the glory Safe if you fall Back in the sweatbox You crawl to her door Lean on the Number Collapse on the floor We all got the deadline blues Sorry boy, you lose Safe in the country It's just what it seems Riding on hope While you live out your dreams Trapped in the pit They still shiver in fright You might belong But it's hell here tonight We all got the deadline blues Sorry boy, you lose We all got the deadline blues Honey now light that fuse (J. Camilleri N. Smith – Rondor Warner Chappell)