Dillinger's Ghost

And it's one block, two blocks, three blocks Four in the morning the shelves are stocked But you can't find what you're looking for At the convenient store, and she won't returns your calls And it's one month, two months, three months Of the pouring rain, your heart's ticking like a bomb But you don't have the keys to her place anymore You're so tired of these city streets Dillinger's calling Get your ass over here I said hey man, what's the deal Aren't you supposed to be dead He said, I fought one war, two wars, three wars In the middle of the dessert a boat was docked It was one year, two years, three years I floated somewhere middle east of my soul And bullets flew through the valley of the Golden gun and broke a window How come I don't feel a thing But my heart is talking, tick tick talking Hey man, what's going on Where did everyone go Where's my body I lost control Dillinger's yellin' boys keep them bullets flying But you can't find a body And it's one blast, two blasts, three blasts In the valley of the golden sun And all your big bad, rocket fast, rocket fast guns Can't put the pieces of your heart back together again And the ghost won't stop their tick tick tock They just won't stop talking Woa Woa Woa man I didn't bargain for this I want my body I want my soul Tick tick tock, tick tick tock The ghosts won't stop talking Tick tick tock, tick tick tock They just won't stop talking