Jonathan Wilson - Over The Midnight

We are traveling over the midnight we are holding our hearts we are in flight and our shoes might as well be nails! In our minds play 1000 pretty songs (for us) and there’s nothing up here that could be savage there’s no fear, no hatred, no killers, no guns And besides, you're wearing red ruby lipstick so I touch you and smile while you laugh while these idiots all lose their power and we dance as we cover our trail Yeah this world it is burning but don't it feel incredible? Whisper in my ear, and tell me what you see in the flames There's a freak loading out of my driveway he's a stranger with a kind hippie face There's the muscled ghost and it’s riddled with torment can you roll babe? here's some papers and grass And besides, we've got the whole town to roam around in and they've overdubbed our voices in French To the Beverly Hills for our Margaritas you look so pretty in the polo, but you’re smashing in pink Yeah this world it is burning but don't it feel incredible? whisper in my ear, and tell me what you see in the flames, in the flames We are traveling over the midnight we are holding our own, we are in flight and our shoes they might as well be nails our minds play 1000 pretty tunes (for us) there is nothing up here that could be savage theres no fear, no hatred, no killers, no guns