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| Call of the West | New Wave Christmas - Just Can't Get Enough | The Index Masters | Dark Continent |
| Title: | Blackboard Sky | Artist: | Wall Of Voodoo | Album: | Seven Days In Sammystown |
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Their frying fish in Chinatown
And the wind smells of rain
My head is ticking like a bomb
On a subway train
Now I cut to the on high
And I get opened up like venetian blinds
When I draw your face on blackboard sky
Yeah I draw your face on blackboard sky
The worst is over humm a hymn
To her burning my faith
For such a villian I am criminally underpaid
Now my rope is tied
The gas is on
The chair is begging to be climbed
When I draw your face on blackboard sky
Yeah I draw your face on blackboard sky
And if I look in your eye
And see you yes
And if I see you say yes
We'll be happy once again
Fresh out of hell on a morning so cold and alone
Nobody there to say welcome home
So I roll like the leaves
I blow like the sand
And I tumble like a paper cup
Thats caught in the wind
Now I see all sides
Sense is not issue
I've got the eyes of the blind
When I draw your face on blackboard sky
Yeah I draw your face on blackboard sky



