Greasy Jungle

Greasy jungle, metropolis noir

Easy tangles, the easiest so far

Ah

Ah

I drove down your road

Hazeldean where I tasted

Your funeral home's

Sandwiches and coffee

I saw your hands melt

Into one another

I saw you grieve and grow

Care a lot about one another

I stood at your sink

And I felt your warm water

I washed your dishes

And I looked out your kitchen window

Where I saw a soulful

Gymnast melt in the air and shudder

Just above the snow

Makin' moves that just weren't there

Ah

Ah

Every callow

With wet hands, I turned out the lights

And breathing shallow

Hesitated, then went upstairs

Where I picked up your housecoat

Dried my hands and touched your hair

And just then you awoke

You could never really barely care

Ah

Ah

Ah

Greasy jungle, metropolis noir

Listen to dark