Spanish Sahara (With London Contemporary Orchestra)
So I walked through to the haze And a million dirty ways Now I see you lying there Like a lie-low losing air... air Black rocks and shoreline sand Still that summer I cannot bear And I wipe the sand from my arms The Spanish Sahara The place that you'd wanna Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here Forget the horror here Leave it all down here It's future rust and then it's future dust
I'm the fury in your head I'm the fury in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I'm
I'm the fury in your head I'm the fury in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Couse I'm
I'm the fury in your head I'm the fury in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of yo-o-our head
Cause I'm...
Forget the horror here Forget the horror here Leave it all down he-e-ere It's future rust and then it's future dust
Choir of furies in your head Choir of furies in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I'm
Choir of furies in your head Choir of furies in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head