One engine barely makes it away. One engine barely makes it away. Hold on, they're breaking their bonds. Hold on they're breaking their bonds. One engine barely makes it awayAnd the martyr line.
In matching blue raincoats. Our shoes were our show boats. We kicked around. From stairway to station. We made a sensation. With the gadabout crowd. And oh, what a bargain.
There are angels in your angles. There's a low moon caught in your tangles. There's a ticking at the sill. There's a purr of a pigeon to break the still of day.
Sweet Anabelle. As seen reclining on an ocean swell. As the waves do lather up to lay her down. 'Til she's fast and sleeping. . Oh well. I guess I'm something of a ne'er-do-well.
They've come to find you, Odalisque. As the light dies horribly. On a fire escape, you walk. All rare and resolved to drop. . And when they find you, Odalisque.
You belong to the gang and you say you can't break away. But I'm here with my hands on my heart. And our families can't agree, I'm your brother's sworn enemy.