The Rotting Strip Lyrics - Bring On The Snakes - Crooked Fingers

Blurry eyes half bent and I can't take you sober 

Tricking off the rotting strip that we've been trudging under 

We ducked into a dim lit room out where the river bends 

And turned to walk the burning bridge that we would build 

And crossed our hearts half hoping 

That we could both quit smoking 

And kick the booze and blow 

And one day go make something of ourselves 

Glory came and went the night we both slipped under 

'Neath the row of oil slicks and ancient ugly lovers 

Some they say the price you pay is far too much to spend 

But they don't know the cost is fair if for a while 

It keeps your heart from crumbling 

And we'd take what we want when we knew what we wanted 

When we wished we had something to lose 

You were a fine young thing crammed in your tight red vinyl jeans 

I was a third rate going nowhere burning for nothing to do 

Boredom settled in and I can't take you sober 

Strewn across the rotting strip that we've been building over 

'Til nothing made its wicked way slow creeping into view 

Where we could watch the burning bridge that we half built 

Across our hearts now broken 

And we could both quit smoking 

And kick the booze and blow 

And one day go make something of ourselves 

And we'd take what we want when we knew what we wanted 

When we wished we had something to lose 

You were a fine young thing crammed in your tight red vinyl jeans 

I was a third rate going nowhere burning for nothing to do 

So we branded our hearts and we toasted the stars 

Getting wasted by the light of the moon 

You were a two bit tramp - I was a low life lying scum 

We were a bad lay coming undone burning for someone to use