I had a dream last night about mexican glass Kaleidoscope of skeletons, a bright red flash Picturebooks of strangers, no present or past I still believe in miracles, now ain't that sad
Chorus Shoot straight, let it go, tell the truth, toe the line This tricky tricky world will knock you on your side Play fair, go slow, shake it off, find the time This tricky tricky world will knock you on your side
Used to have nightmares every single night Heart raced down the runway, never took flight Gold teeth interrogation, blue fluorescent light Another pretty girl slips out of sight
Little boy in a dress whispered something in my ear The living get the spooks but the buried have no fear Shadow off the edge, two whiskeys and a beer Jump into the undertow, nothing's ever clear