Letra de Cross the Road

There's a wolf headed conjurer in the crossroad
Green eyes and alien chant that brought the lightning down
I set my pulse to the Great Lakes pulse
I set my pulse to an electric pulse
I set my pulse to the blues
To wreath the moon
In a head dress of neon flames
Must take concentration
From that heavy old bird
Blue Chicago moon
It swings like a blade
It swings like a blade
Above the Midwest's heart
Now swing that blade
Swing that blade above me
Swing that blade
Swing that blade above me
Swing that blade above
Swing that blade above
Swing that blade above me
Swing that blade above me
Show me how close you can get it
Show me how close you can get
Show me how fast I'm gonna lose it
How bad I am outnumbered
Now just set my pulse
To the short wave moon
I'll just set my pulse to the blues
And I'll send my blues
I'll send my blues
To the vixens' hearts
And I'll concentrate like that heavy old bird
Them black sad eyes
Them black sad eyes
Them black sad eyes
Them black sad eyes
If I never see them again
If I never see them again
If I never see them again
Tell them goodbye