Where am I tonight? La, da, da 
My hotel room won't remember me 
And this dream will die, die by morning 
And this dream won't remember me 

Awakened by a droning voice 
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes 
Is it a lady or is it a man 
Humming helicopters through the blades of a fan 

I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes 
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes 

On my feet to chase it down 
The lights were spokes [bad word] away 
I stumbled back and hit the floor 
Long shadows crawl beneath the door 
To a passage so poorly lit 
There's moths flying away from it 

Who am I tonight? La, da, da 
My hotel room won't remember me 
Darkness enter prison girls 
Pushing mops and kicking pails 
Now's my chance 
I clasp my chest 
And declare unto my audience 
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes 
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes 

Prison girls are not impressed 
They're the ones that have to clean this mess 
They've traded more for cigarettes 
Than I've managed to express 

Filing past miles long 
The cheek is frozen to the floor 
The prison girls have filled their beds 
Their thoughts too dry above their heads 

I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes