My Love Lives in a Dead House Songtext
von Love and Money

My love lives in a dead house on the mud of the riverbank
The kiss of the moon beams into the room
And my love walks the plank
Lies there, on the blue leather chaise longue
Tipping ash on the floor
All my stuff was never good enough
My love wanted more

My love falls in the gutter, eyes like a Loony Tune
Walks with a limp, speaks with a stutter
Smells like a waiting room
Hailed in certain circles for a kind of circus kitsch
Down on the ranch with Jessie and Blanche
Pulling in the dogs like a bitch


Body takes over from body
Face takes over from face
But only an angel
Can take an angel′s place

My love sleeps in the black bones of a burned out Peugout
Picked up a summer cruise in a trumpet player's shoes
Had no place to go
My love lives in a dead house
And as the rain begins to hiss
Shrieks and screams
Scotched by the dream
That left a poor boy hanging on the lips. like a wounded kiss
Hanging on the lips
Like a wounded kiss

Body takes over from body
Face takes over from face
But only an angel
Can take an angel′s place

My love lives in a dead house