Withered Hand Love Over Desire
[Verse 1]
I'm not getting on that silver bird
Until my guitar goes into the hold
My resolve collapses as the stewardess naps
Is this me pre-programmed to do as I am told?
Yes it is and I am a man who makes me sick
Won't somebody split the difference with me
I don't mind the flying just not away from you
Don't give me that crap about doing what you gotta do
[Chorus]
Love, love, love, love
Over desire
Don't go breaking my heart
Love, love, love, love
Over desire
She's like "Don't go breaking my heart"
[Verse 2]
And all the foibles of this cruel sweet world
Start to mean much less to me
Playing the puggies in the Vegas airport lobby
On our way to Los Angeles
And you said "I knew I knew you'd have a way with the word"
Love in the time of ecstasy
Don't blow smoke up my ass as we both start to laugh
Put another dollar in the jukebox, somebody
[Chorus]
Love, love, love, love
Over desire
She's like "Don't go breaking my heart"
Love, love, love, love
Over desire
She's like "Don't go breaking my heart"
[Verse 3]
As the tired looking cops chewing gum on the concourse
Point their sub-machine guns down at the floor
I try to picture the creator even giving a toss when
None of this is here anymore
And though I try and I try it's not real to me
This life is not what you thought it would be
I put my hand in my pocket then forgot about the Travel Pussy
Another flower on the coffin of monogomy
[Chorus]
Love, love, love, love
Over desire
She's like "Don't go breaking my heart"
Love, love, love, love
Over desire
She's like "Don't go breaking my heart"
Don't go breaking my heart
Don't go breaking mine
[Verse 4]
I'm not getting on that silver bird
Until my guitar goes into the hold
My resolve collapses as the stewardess naps
Is this me pre-programmed to do as I am told?
[Outro]
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
