Shopping For Girls Lyrics - Singles - Tin Machine

Between the dead ring ash of extreme defense 

The lonely groups of company boys snapping pics 

Of scrawny limbs and toothy grins 

These are children riding naked on their tourist pals 

While the hollows that pass for eyes swell from withdrawal 

As he lies on a mattress in a rat infested room 

Talking 'bout his family and the cold back home 

Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable 

No one over here reads the papers pal 

Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable 

He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls 

A small black someone jumps over the crazy white God 

Cranking up the volume on a Michael Jackson song 

Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable 

No one over here reads the papers pal 

Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable 

He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls 

Where the Frangipani scents the air 

She mouths a word that breaks his stare 

He grunts his reply in a garrulous croak 

That's a mighty big word for a nine year old 

Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable 

No one over here reads the papers pal 

Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable 

He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls 

You gaze down in to her eyes for a million miles 

You wanna give her a name and a clean rag doll