Terribly Terrible Air - The Pink Spiders

Tryin' and tryin' and tryin' to trace it from Voltaire back to Vonnegut

As our shadows merge sideways to silhouettes

It’s as satisfying as cigarettes as the ambulance carried you through

You gave it your big heart, such a brave girl

What a terrible burden to bear

So I’m sorry to leave but I simply can’t breathe in this terribly terrible air

All the strangers passing through

Lubricating stiffened moves

They’ve rehearsed it all before

So what’s there to talk about?

And why oh why oh why

Can’t we just speed by flashing yellow lights

Stretch our dirty hands, fingering the sky?

When we’ve prepared ourselves for an afterlife

I presume will just disappoint too

All of the sequin shines, coca cola lines

It’s a tired and torrid affair

So I’m sorry to leave but I simply can’t breathe in this terribly terrible air

Can’t we drink cheap wine out of paper cups?

Let our lips stain, let our hearts erupt

Cause when the whole wide world is blowin' up

I’ll just duck and cover with you

What could I do?

I knew I needed you and you knew I knew it too

So I’m sorry to leave but I simply can’t breathe in this terribly terrible air