Prime Time Deliverance Lyrics

The red, red lips
Of some secret solution
The Central Intelligence Agency
Has a file that's a mile longer than peaceShe's naked on the phone
Watching them back
No eyes just their stupid grins
They long to be liberal mannequinsAnd in their tiny room, they eat Chinese food
And they don't call their wives
'Cause the girl in the window is
Pressing her breasts up against the window paneThe guy they're after
On the floor below her
Is cutting cocaine
Higher than the buildingA one way trip
Whoever thought she'd miss
The ins and outs of oxygen
The darkest side of the biggest God damn ride
You've ever been onHer mother loves that show
Even though she never gets the answers right

It's easier to play along
Sometimes more than being wrongThey found her in her room
Wearing a pink bunny suit
In sour cherry lipstick
Hanging from the closet doorHer eyes were wide, maybe to despise
Maybe just to look into your head light
Morning glowAnd this is it, well this is it
Prime time deliveranceThat you have and you hold
And you have and you hold
And you have and you holdAnd you have and you hold
And you have and you hold
And you have and you holdAnd she says the best thing you can do
Is hang around for a while