Gallons

Well the spells and incantations

Of the dawn

Get broken by the beat

Of the street-sweeper's drum

And the way, the way is dark

The way is long

In this rotten metropolis

Our common apocalypse

Of storm-drains and neon

When the one that you dream of is gone (2x)

Fifteen gallons of poison

That you've poured in

To the breach

That's been left behind

From your open heart

Wine bottle surgeries

And all the pretty, young lovers

Are overflowing in the gutters

And unfolding for one another

Like there's something that you don't know

Like this one here

With her lipstick smeared

And her lukewarm thighs

But that's better than none

When the one that you dream of is gone (4x)

Ah the waste-lakes, the drink

And it all starts to swim

Fifteen gallons of poison

The ground cracks open

And the city falls in

Fifteen gallons of poison