Lyrics Prime Time Deliverance - Matthew Good Band

Prime Time Deliverance

The red, red lips
Of some secret solution
The Central Intelligence Agency
Has a file that’s a mile longer than peace
She’s naked on the phone
Watching them back
No eyes, just their stupid grins
They long to be liberal mannequins
And in their tiny room
They eat Chinese food
And they don’t call their wives
Cause the girl in the window is Pressing her breasts up against the window pane
The guy they’re after on the floor below her is Cutting cocaine
Higher than the building
A one way trip
Whoever thought she’d miss
The ins and outs of oxygen
The darkest side of the biggest goddamn ride
You’ve ever been on Her mother loves that show
Even though she never gets the answers right
It’s easier to play along
Sometimes more than being wrong
They found her in her room
Wearing a pink bunny suit
And sour cherry lipstick
Hanging from the closet door
Her eyes were wide maybe to despise
Maybe just to look into your
Headlight, morning glow
Headlighht, morning glow
And this is it, this is it Prime time deliveranve
Prime time deliverance
And this is it, this is it Prime time deliveranve
Prime time
That you have and you hold
If you have then you hold
That you have and you hold
If you have then you hold
That you have and you hold
If you have then you hold
If you have then you hold
And she says the best thing you can do Is hang around for a while