As the city asleep
Shares its dreams and desires
Every wish that we keep
Will trace a line to other times, other places
Though the song of the proud
Howls and dies, never fall for defeat
Take a trip to reprieve every hour they leave
From Killermont Street
Drink a drink to before
And our memories spill
Adding on as they pour
From our Saturdays and secret sensations
Drink a drink to tonight
Whiskey words tumble down in the street
With the pain that they cure, sentimentally yours
From Killermont Street
And with collar upturned
I made it south to see
That the love I had spurned
Was just the hate in me
As the ships and the steel
Slip away to the cry of compete
There's a message for us, we can get there by bus
From Killermont Street
There's a message for us, we can get there by bus
From Killermont Street
Artist: Annie
Artist: Chamillionaire
Artist: Ann Beretta