Alpha Shanahan - A Pose In My Red Dress

Alpha Shanahan - A Pose In My Red Dress

 

Interpol - Slow Hands

Yeah but nobody searches
And nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you've wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud
Then I might stop and look upon your face
Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze
See the living that surrounds me
Dissipate in a violet blaze

Can't you see what you've done to my heart,
and soul?
It's just a wasteland now

We've spies, we've slow hands
Put the waste around yourself
We've spies, oh yeah we've slow hands
You put the waste all around yourself, now

I submit my incentive is romance
I watched the pole dance of the stars
We rejoice because the hurting is so painless
From the distance of passing cars
But I am married to your charms and grace
I just go crazy like the good old days
You make me want to pick up a guitar
And celebrate the myriad ways that I love you

Can't you see what you've done to my heart,
and soul?
It's just a wasteland now

We've spies, yeah we've slow hands
You put the waste all around yourself
We've spies, oh yeah we've slow hands
Killers for hire you know that yourself

We've spies, we've slow hands
You put the waste all around yourself
We've spies, oh yeah we've slow hands
We retire like nobody else
We've spies, and admit slow hands
Killer for hire you know not yourself
We've spies, and admit slow hands
You let the face slap around herself

 

Interpol - Slow Hands

-Antics (2004)-