St. Elmo

Why don't you go home and rot?
You and the kids you grew up with
What use are my hundred thousand eyes
In the middle of the darkness?
Some stories have a sad end
Some sad stories have no fucking point
Looking for where the good times went
Down in the dirty with the old boys

Sunshine on the sleeping dead
Red ruby of my life
Long lonely dream rockin' your bed
Bleed your love out in the hot night
If it was only us alive
And I could never ever leave you
What good would be a million lies?
Nobody left to believe ya

In the fire we'll get together
Locking eyes like lonely dancers
In the fire when war is over
Make believe I know the answers
Omala, let's sleep together
Omala make love to cancer
Omala, let's sleep forever
Ra-ma-ma-ma-ma I know the answer