"Blown" lyrics
Ooh-ooh-ooh, trans powa
My heart is blown
Like a tire, like an amplifier
Like a plastic bag way up past the telephone wires
My heart is blown
Like a leaf on breeze
Like a john on speed
In the alley by a dirty gay club
In a city with no readily available love
My heart is blown
My heart is blown
Like a tire, like an amplifier
Like a plastic bag way up past the telephone wires
My heart is blown
Like a leaf on breeze
Like a john on speed
In the alley by a dirty gay club
In a city with no readily available love
My heart is blown
Writer(s): Ezra Furman
