It's a Raymond Chandler Evening.

[asthmaticeog]

It's a Raymond Chandler Evening
at the end of someone's day
and I'm standing in my pocket
and I'm slowly turning grey.

I remember what I told you
but I can't remember why
and the yellow leaves are falling
in a spiral from the sky.

There's a body on the railings
that I can't identify
and I'd like to reassure you,
but - I'm not that kind of guy.

It's a Raymond Chandler evening
and the pavements are all wet
and I'm lurking in the shadows
'cuz it hasn't happened yet.

[GirlinContempt]

1. Ah, we all get hit by forces that we just don't understand

Do you believe in the Holy Grail?
Tell me about your drugs
Do you know anyone in jail?
Tell me about your drugs

Do you wake up on somebody's floor?
Tell me about your drugs
And you just can't take it anymore?
Tell me about your drugs

Ah, we all get hit by forces that we just don't understand

Do you believe in the Holy Ghost?
Tell me about your drugs
Do you like the things that hurt you most?
Tell me about your drugs
Do you wish you were somebody else?
Tell me about your drugs
But you wake up and you're still yourself
Talkin' about your drugs

Ah, we get messed up by forces that we just don't understand

Well, now tell me about your drugs, come on (Bop bop shoo bop, a-wop bop shoo bop)
Why don't you tell me about your drugs?
I'd love to know more about your drugs
Why don't you get intimate about your drugs
Why don't you call me up and go on for hours 'n hours 'n hours 'n hours 'n hours 'n hours 'n hours about your drugs
Tell me Morris

Do you believe in the endless sleep?
Tell me about your drugs
Do you believe in human sheep?
Tell me about your drugs
WIth their curly little whirly tails?
Tell me about your drugs
So they hang themselves when all else fails
And they're thinkin' about their drugs

Oh, we gets messed up by forces that we just don't understand