Constantines
Текст песни Tank Commander (Hung Up In A Warehouse Town)

You were a rhinestone installation
Hung up in a warehouse town
I was a latebreaking back alley mistake
Howling at the moon

Night after night
Night after night
Night after night
Night after night

When you came around
You made the cannibals croon
Subway connections, the satelite hipbone
You claimed all the devil's moves

If all these little invasions could be bought and sold
If all our dreams were worth our weight in gold
You could string me up to the gallows pole
You could throw my body to the crying wolves

Howling at the moon
Howling at the moon
Howling at the moon

Night after night
Night after night
Night after night

Night after night
Night after night
Night after night

Night after night
Night after night
Ah, night after night