Exude When I’m Bruised

It's so seedy

A couple of guitars are howling
Down in the bar down the street
No more soul train or rock 'n' roll shame, amen
Spirits cut by music that hurts, amen

Arrows in flight
Interiors in the night
Flash with surprise
Open with shock
Look to the skies
Skies

Pleasure and pain, do it again
Pleasure and pain, do it again
Pleasure and pain, do it again
Pleasure and pain, do it again

Caught between high ideals and reality
What a sharpened trap
Pavement glass
Splintered and running
Afraid through the car
Down the tunnel
Past the lights
Jumping trucks
Eating you with sound

Dodging, dodging...

Is the music over or beggining?
Is the music over or beggining?
Is the music over or beggining?