Rumours of glory Something is shining Like gold but better Above the dark town After the sun's gone down Two vapour trails cross the sky Catching the day's last slow goodbye Black skyline looks rich as velvet Smiles mixed with curses The crowd disperses

I've got to ride that lonesome train My heart is heavy with aches and pain But someday, someday baby, after awhile you'll be sorry Everyday my clouds are gray Winds change, it'll roll all my clouds away But someday, someday after awhile you'll be sorry

Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away Take me through the darkness to the break of the day There's not a soul out there No one to hear my prayer (Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight) (Half past

Good afternoon Tranquility Base Hotel and Casino Mark speaking Please tell me how may I direct your call? Jesus in the day spa Filling out the information form Mama got her hair done Just popping out to sing a protest song I've been on a bender back to

My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh Some days like I'm barely breathing Then after we were high and the love dope died, it was you The pill I keep taking The nightmare I'm waking There's nothing, no nothing, nothing but you My perfect rock bottom My

We're all in, we're all in love, yeah 'Cause after the afterparty, we're gonna keep it goin' We're gonna rip it up, the neighbors might complain Monday to Sunday doing it our way RiRi on replay, cheers to the weekday Uh huh, hey, uh huh, Monday to

Say can you read between the lines Stay with me tonight I want you to stay with me tonight Every morning after I'm the same disaster Every time is groundhog day I'm singing through I'm missing All I got left are the words that you said

Stopping every minute just because you're in it Baby don't rush Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be Just hanging on every touch Let's wake up in the afternoon Pretend that we got nothing to do No we don't

Dammit babe (Dammit babe) I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome And dammit babe

Sweet iced tea tippin' Pink shoulder strap slippin' Hot afternoon drippin' Honeysuckle lazy That hummingbird sippin' We out here day trippin' I'm gettin' high gettin' sugar from my baby (Honeysuckle lazy) It don't get no better than this, no