Baby, tie my wrist before I hit the sun
′Fore the back-seat
Blows right out throughout the window’s gone
Now what′s this city and who’s the people
Oh, alright
I’m dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
But I was nearly suicidal before your car arrived
Moving up to the villas
Kill a bit of time
Prom tomorrow night
Tasting sweet how the wind blows
Get your head inside
I need you here alive
Now what′s this city and who′s the people
Oh, alright
I’m dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
Moving up to the villas
Kill a bit of time
Just for one last time
Now maybe
This is the last of what there is to feel
It′s only different places
Poor imitations
f#cking actors trying to speak like you speak
Moving up to the villas
Kill a bit of time
Prom tomorrow night
Tasting sweet how the wind blows
Get your head inside
I need you here alive
Now what’s this city and who′s the people
Oh, alright
I’m dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
Moving up to the villas
Kill a bit of time
Just for one last time
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Augustine Lyrics – Prom