Wurlitzer In Space lyrics
by John Gallagher, Jr.
[Verse]
Melissa, my motives are meaningless
And many are middle of the road
I’m as harmless as a charmless bracelet
Hugging your wrist, pulsing with your prose
Your right hand is a beacon in the stormy sky
Your left hand is the wind that rolls the waves
Your fingers are all petals on a dandelion
Scattering as it sails in through your shades
[Chorus]
Let’s be honest with each other now
I’ve got some things that I can’t ever say
Let’s get real, there is a better chance
That I might movе to golden Graceland
And you may play a Wurlitzer in spacе
[Verse]
How do I know you’re hurtin’? 'Cause you told me
How do you know I’m not? Well, I never did
Why you sought me out to share your sorrow
I’ll never know, but certainly won’t question
[Chorus]
I could sit and type all afternoon
Smoking while you sang songs you stole from me
I wouldn’t hide it from no camera crew
Screw my public image
I am on the perfect pilgrimage with you
With you
[Chorus]
Let’s be honest with each other now
I’ve got some things that I can’t ever say
Let’s get real, there is a better chance
That I might move to golden Graceland
I might move to golden Graceland [x4]
And you may play a Wurlitzer in space