Thunderbird Songtext
von The Mainliners

She′s getting old and hooked on drugs that I don't even like
It may not be a want right now, but I need it all the time
I get so sick of wondering what keeps you up at night
Tracing my steps back again, the only end in sight

Paint my toy gun black now all the liquor stores are free
Virgin Mary′s candles, flashing flames of tragedy
She might be a Thunderbird she runs just like she sings
Roses on my doorstep they turn to tumbleweeds


Ash and smoke and cigarettes wind blowing through her hair
I never even got the nerve to know if Im wanted here
Tie me to the train tracks I heard they're running late
Last thing a flashing light and a vision of your face

Paint my toy gun black now all the liquor stores are free
Virgin Mary's candles, flashing flames of tragedy
She might be a Thunderbird she runs just like she sings
Roses on my doorstep they turn to tumbleweeds

Paint my toy gun black now all the liquor stores are free
Virgin Mary′s candles, flashing flames of tragedy
She might be a Thunderbird she runs just like she sings
Roses on my doorstep they turn to tumbleweeds


Paint my toy gun black now all the liquor stores are free
Virgin Mary′s candles, flashing flames of tragedy
She might be a Thunderbird she runs just like she sings
Roses on my doorstep they turn to tumbleweeds