Prime Time Deliverance Songtext
von Matthew Good Band

The red red lips
Of some secret solution
The central intelligence agency
Has a file thts a mile
Longer than peace

She′s naked on the phone
Watching them back
No eyes, just their
Stupid grins
They long to be liberal mannequins

And in their tiny room
They eat chinese food
And they don't call their wives
′Cause the girl in the window
Is pressing her breasts
Up against the window pane
And the guy they're after
On the floor below is
Cutting cocaine higher than the building


A one way trip
Who ever thought she'd miss
The ins and outs of oxygen?
The darkest side of the biggest god damn ride
You′ve ever been on
Her mother loves that show
Even though she never gets the answers right
It′s easier to play along

They found her in her room
Wearing a pink bunny suit
And sour cherry lipstick
Hanging from the closet door
Her eyes were wide
Maybe to dispise
Maybe just to look into your
Headlight, morning glow
Headlight, morning glow


This is it, this is it
Prime time deliverance
Prime time deliverance
This is it, this is it
Prime time deliverance
Prime time...
That you have and you hold
That you have and you hold
That you have and you hold
That you have and you hold
That you have and you hold
That you have and you hold

That you have and you hold...

And she says
The best thing you could do
Is stay around for awhile