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Prayer For The Paranoid---Mojave 3

I´ll send you a letter

From the front line

Please send applause

And some good advice

You were born with a compass

A map on your table

Tell me how did you find out

Your bearings were wrong

Just pray for us

Pray for sunshine

These days are cold

And I´m missing you

The city is no place to lose

Ah, but I never thought

I could choose

It was plain from the start

Plain from the start

I was playing for time

I need laughter and love

Some special drug

I need cigarettes

There´s killers behind us

Devils ahead, send protection

I will drown in this city

I will drown in this trench

Built for us

And the only thing left

Yeah the only thing left

Is the running

And these clouds keep on rolling

And I, I don´t know why

Take this guitar right out of my hands

I surrender

This town don´t want drunkards

Or singers of bad poetry

They want dancing and drugs and laughter

And we don´t have them

Just pray for us

Pray for sunshine

These days are cold

And I´m missing you

This letter was meant for your eyes

Destroy it and then just go hide

You´re the only thing left

That makes any sense

Please don´t blow it