Old Sasha was there already You're a sweet small shivering body And I begged him to steal just one more life From the nine God gave you He said the miracles were through
The cabin shook and listed I found some whiskey in the kitchen And poured it in your tea I kissed your neck and I cooled your forehead And the telephone went dead
Well I guess our time is here We were never as lucky as we'd like The doctor's gone, well I guess our time is up Break the fever and cheat death one more time
The trees were as still as iceberges My knuckles popped and chattered With my nerves as tight as tension wires And searchlights in the mist I bit my lip, I bit yours in it
Well I guess our time is here We were never as lucky as we'd like The cop's outside, well I guess our time is up Break the fever and cheat death one more time More from Dirty On Purpose