On To You - Constantines

The architects are choking out another hollow tooth

And the rooms have all been rented from the gutter to the roof

In the heart of a city desire finds its fuel

You go out looking for trouble, sooner or later and the trouble finds you

Here the men walk like pigeons

And the women all talk loud

Skin’s a coin of the kingdom

Everybody’s lonesome

The wild boys say

'I'm onto you'

So to hell with the mill sallow chorus

Lift you body out of exile

Come bend to the outlaw arrow

Come let me under you veil

They might say love is only trouble

We’re both too drunk to steer it

We may never be angels

But we’re lousy with the spirit

Here the men walk like pigeons

And the women all talk loud

Skin’s a coin of the kingdom

Everybody’s lonesome

The diamond girls say

'I'm onto you'

And the streets say

'I'm onto you'

And the night say

'I'm onto you'

And the lovers say

'I'm onto you'

In the fire of my youth

We were racing with the sun

Kissing in the churchyard

I knew a righteous woman