Paroles de Spirit Ditch

I want my records back And that motorcycle gas tank That i, spraypainted black The owls have been talking to me But I'm sworn to secrecy I woke up in A burnt out basement Sleeping with Metal hands In a spirit ditch The moon it will rise with such Horse laughter It's dragging pianos to the ocean If I had a home You'd know it'd be In a slide trombone I woke up in A burnt out basement Sleeping with Metal hands In a spirit ditch (mum on answerphone interlude) I woke up in A burnt out basement Sleeping with Metal hands In a spirit ditch