Crime In The Desert Lyrics - Brian Eno

Crime and punishment in Tuscon 

Back to normal in the sun 

Playing blackjack in the drive-in 

Shooting snake-eyes in the mud 

And when the moonlight came out, we were gone, long gone. 

They found a body on the race-track; 

No identifying signs 

In his pocket was a notebook 

With a number inside 

And Guadalajara's just a few miles down the line. 

She adored the broken-hearted 

And those who showed her a bad time 

They didn't care for her body 

They took advantage of her mind. 

So they took her ideas and they left her behind.