One Way Street — Mark Lanegan

The stars and the moon, aren't where they're supposed to be FOR the strange electric light, it falls so close to me Love,I come to the ride, I'm not sea sick, rolling wave And you know that I am, just trying to get out

Oh, the glorious sound, of the one way street But you can't get, can't get it down without crying

When I'm dressed in white, send roses to me I drink so much sour whiskey I can hardly see And everywhere I've been, there's a world that HOWLS my name From the one tiny STING, to that vacant fame

Oh, the DEAFENING roar, remember that's called a one way street And you can't get, can't get it down without crying

Mysteries aside, you can't get out It's like a tropic light, you can't get out Love I come to the ride, I'm not sea sick, rolling wave As away that I fall, trying to get out

Oh, the glorious sound, of the one way street And you can't get, can't get it down without crying