"Death Trip To Tulsa" lyrics
Mark Lanegan Band Lyrics
High, way up in the sun
Waiting for you, doctor
Are you gonna come?
My, my, my, rolling in the sound
Think about you, baby
Are you gonna drown?
Went up to the station, found a horror scene
Fell into the strangest lonely, lonely dream
The Lord made me a poor man
The Lord made me a thief
A thousand miles of midnight
To shine beyond belief
It's my last trip to the corner
Now how am I gonna breathe?
A child upon this wasteland
The teeth of the disease
Went out on location, found a horror scene
Fell into the strangest lonely, lonely dream
High, way up in the air
I look for you, baby
But you ain't never there
Death trip to Tulsa
You know I might suffer some
Waiting for you, doctor
Are you gonna come?
Went down to the nation, found a horror scene
Fell into the strangest lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely dream
High
Way up in the sun
Way up in the sun
Way up in the sun
Way up in the sun
Waiting for you, doctor
Are you gonna come?
My, my, my, rolling in the sound
Think about you, baby
Are you gonna drown?
Went up to the station, found a horror scene
Fell into the strangest lonely, lonely dream
The Lord made me a poor man
The Lord made me a thief
A thousand miles of midnight
To shine beyond belief
It's my last trip to the corner
Now how am I gonna breathe?
A child upon this wasteland
The teeth of the disease
Went out on location, found a horror scene
Fell into the strangest lonely, lonely dream
High, way up in the air
I look for you, baby
But you ain't never there
Death trip to Tulsa
You know I might suffer some
Waiting for you, doctor
Are you gonna come?
Went down to the nation, found a horror scene
Fell into the strangest lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely dream
High
Way up in the sun
Way up in the sun
Way up in the sun
Way up in the sun
Writer(s): Mark Lanegan
