The stars and the moon, aren't where they're supposed to be

FOR the strange electric light, it falls so close to me
 [bad word] to the ride, I'm not sea sick, rolling wave

And you know that I am, just trying to get out

Oh, the glorious sound, of the one way street

But you can't get, can't get it down without crying

When I'm dressed in white, send roses to me

I drink so much sour whiskey I can hardly see

And everywhere I've been, there's a world that HOWLS my name

From the one tiny STING, to that vacant fame

Oh, the DEAFENING roar, remember that's called a one way street

And you can't get, can't get it down without crying

Mysteries aside, you can't get out

It's like a tropic light, you can't get out

Love [bad word] to the ride, I'm not sea sick, rolling wave

As away that I fall, trying to get out

Oh, the glorious sound, of the one way street

And you can't get, can't get it down without crying