Lyrics 7-8-9 - Kill the Vultures

7-8-9

Time, time, got nothing but time
Nothing but time and a fucked up spine
Nothing but time and a word that don’t rhyme
And a face that don’t blend and a girl that ain’t mine
Night, night, got nothing but night
Nothing but night and an old desk light
Nothing but night and the thought «I just might»
And a head that’s screwed just a little too tight
Smoke, smoke, got nothing but smoke
Nothing but smoke and a knock-knock joke
Nothing but smoke and an officer’s coat
And a letter in the fireplace forgettin' what you wrote
Cash, cash, nothing but cash
Nothing but cash and cigarette ash
Nothing but cash and a girl that walk past
If she’s gonna help me fix the itch I can’t scratch
Books, books, got nothing but books
Nothing but pawns and queens and rooks
Nothing but books and the quotes
From writers who died and snuck me a look
Walls, walls, nothing but walls
Nothing but walls and skin that crawls
Nothing but walls and face, crooks, falls
No weather, no doors, no reason at all
Time, time, got nothing but time
Nothing but time and 7−8-9
Nothing but time and 'No Vacancy' signs
Old friends that don’t call, new friends who don’t mind
Got time, I got nothing but time
Got night, I got nothing but night
Got smoke, I got nothing but smoke
Got cash, I got nothing but cash
Got books, I got nothing but books
Got walls, I got nothing but walls
Got time, I got nothing but time
Got time, I got nothing but time
These dreams of mine
These dreams you can’t have
Time, time, nothing but time
Nothing but time and a makeshift spine
Time, time, nothing but time
Nothing but time and a word that don’t rhyme
Time, time, nothing but time
Nothing but time and 7−8-9
Time, time, nothing but time
Nothing but time, oh yeah
(During Chorus)
These dreams of mine
These dreams you can’t have
Let’s carve our name in oceans
Let’s write words in the sky
Let’s play with your emotions
Let’s see through fourth of July