I'm feelin' broke and you can fix me You move like the Crescent City A spell from the Nun's at Ursuline, feel's fine. I'll walk in the dark, till I see the crack of dawn We'll sleep when we know, all of the ghosts are gone
From the outside in, I want to rip you out.
I wanna die in your Creole song. Lust is in a coma for too long Coffin nails, trails and Voodoo signs, white lines. I Wanna Kill of the drunks down on Burbon St. Break all of their bones, make them moan lying at your feet. From the outside in, I want to rip you out.
I died in the city below the sea In a well near the foot of a Cypress tree. Gotta get away, gotta get away. And she sings..