Dream Killing Town

Pre-war matador Save your broken bones Golden rule, he's such a fool In the streets alone Slow burn, taciturn Nothing left to say Column five, sympathize It's easier that way (1st chorus) Just want to be a big boy Pushin' some Jim-jims around But it's hard to be a dreamer In a dream killing town Hard to be a dreamer In a dream killing town Good as dead, Sally said I fear what she knows Money spent, for reconnaissance And blood's upon her clothes Child's toy, soldier boy Playing with his gun Uptown, missile clown Living on the run