two hand on sex
of hours
the swing
of young time
rolling over
to a sore morning
humming the beat of fists
the smell of bad liquor
spoils the sheets
Chorus:
baby swing
swing baby sing
another day another night
alone again
if you sing baby swing
swing baby sing
I'll never have to cry you
asleep again
2nd Verse:
empty ballroom
bruises
one last ruined drink
all the seats and mugs
on the floor
oh, the ghost bands song
charming on as dancers
float up
to the light