Cop Shoot Cop Ambulance Song Lyrics

Ambulance Song Lyrics

When it's 4:30 in the morning
And the vacuum sucks you in
The tell tale
trace of guilt upon your face
The sidewalk feels just like your skin
When
your heart is full of winter
And your days become like living in a lie
And
the clouds outside your bedroom windowpane
Resemble crippled children limping
slowly 'cross the sky
When you grasp at straws like forgotten songs
And
your memory's short but the days are too long
Every dream that you bought
seems to slip right through your hands
Well, love has got disorders
And
work has got demands

Don't say a word
Don't make a sound
Just
might be going down

And when the sun is pounding on the pavement
And
the streets are dripping sex
And murder gets to sounding like a kind of
inner peace
And everybody wants to know what's going to happen next
Well,
I won't give away the end my little troubadour
Though I've been here before
and I can't bear to watch the rest
But don't you blink
Don't close your
eyes or it will pass you by
The weight of history is hanging on your
chest

Don't say a word
Don't make a sound
Just might be going
down

Well, your problem's sticking with you
Just like flies up on a
strip you crawl inside your head
But it ain't worth the trip
You
rearrange the furniture
But it always looks the same
Christ on a crutch
[too late, too much] call it a day

Don't say a word
Don't make a
sound
Just might be going down
Could be you're going down...