[Verse 1]
So, let's go deadbolt your shed door
Cram your paper money snug closer than before
Chandeliers are falling in graveyard rows
And your eyes are shifting dials like AM radios
[Verse 2]
Snowed over, river melted more last night
Still the same to shovel windshields of spidered ice
Yes, yes, mother I mean to be baptized
Seeds that make the higher ground grow and multiply
[Chorus]
Drive to Rubidoux in the middle of the night
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight
What did you expect? Romantic Isle of Wight?
Just empty desert light
[Verse 3]
Few feet float above these Persian throw rugs
And tuck themselves in percussion as succession was
Tonight as single simple folk played themselves low
Just like talking city blues down in the hallway low
[Chorus]
Drive to Rubidoux in the middle of the night
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight
What did you expect? Romantic Isle of Wight?
Just empty desert light
So, let's go deadbolt your shed door
Cram your paper money snug closer than before
Chandeliers are falling in graveyard rows
And your eyes are shifting dials like AM radios
[Verse 2]
Snowed over, river melted more last night
Still the same to shovel windshields of spidered ice
Yes, yes, mother I mean to be baptized
Seeds that make the higher ground grow and multiply
[Chorus]
Drive to Rubidoux in the middle of the night
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight
What did you expect? Romantic Isle of Wight?
Just empty desert light
[Verse 3]
Few feet float above these Persian throw rugs
And tuck themselves in percussion as succession was
Tonight as single simple folk played themselves low
Just like talking city blues down in the hallway low
[Chorus]
Drive to Rubidoux in the middle of the night
Bourbon and a pistol in the dash out of sight
What did you expect? Romantic Isle of Wight?
Just empty desert light
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