Angel Voyeur

the hounds are running in the alley-way below underlining all her sins across the alley there is a rented room there is a girl I watch I watch her yellow cotton curtains the tiles are black and white why are you home early? is this another one of those nights? straighten up the lilacs straighten up your hair over to the mirror what do you see there? you know why he is living on a separate street away from you usually you can forget but tonight the hounds they get to you the hounds are running in the alley-way below.... underlining all her sins magnets in the mirror usually you croon but tonight you are no beauty in your rented room