The closest thing to r&b- the realest groove to burn it all down to.
Open up your matchbook, baby
Open up your matchbook and -- set it on fire
Open up your checkbook, baby
Open up your checkbook and -- send me a wire
Here we go again
On this road without and ending,
Must we face the wind?
Heavy hands and hearts against.
Down with innocence.
Transgressions and happy endings,
And if nothing else,
Don’t distort yourself.
Open up your textbook, baby
Open up your textbook and -- set it on fire
Open up your black books, baby
Open up your black book and -- call me a liar