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 will not remember me

Wakened 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
light switch spooks [bad word] away
I stumble back and hit the floor
Long shadows crawl beneath the door
To a passage so poorly lit
There are moths flying away from it

Oh oh oh oh oh 

Who am I tonight, la da da
My hotel room won't remember me
From 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 who have to clean this mess
They've traded more for cigarettes
Than I've managed to express

Oh oh oh oh oh

Filing past miles along
My cheek is frozen
To the floor
The prison girls have filled their beds
Their thoughts to dry above their heads
I wear them in the morning

I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes