Prayer for the Paranoid

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 --- Prayer for the Paranoid - Mojave 3