Album Cover Kebabylon

Kebabylon

Arab Strap

5

I see through your swagger, I sweep up your sickness

I find what is lost and thrown away

I stoop for your secrets, I bend for your bloodI kill corruption, so it lives another day

I′m a wallflower in the darkness in fireproof clothes

Undercover, undervalued, underpaid

I ride the edges and the cracks, I see behind the curtain

I am invisible, I am your moonlight maid

Sifting through the streets of Kebabylon

Chasing down the ghosts of indiscretion and lust

These empty, filthy streets are where I belong

Down among the devilry, down in the dust

And you're already dreaming as I claw up your condom

As your syringe cracks underneath my boot

You′ve crashed on the couch, passed out on the porch

Such a lover, such a liar, such a brute

And with the evidence destroyed, your sleep will be sound

I'm your angel, your accomplice, and look what I've found

Sifting through the streets of Kebabylon

Chasing down the ghosts of indiscretion and lust

These empty, filthy streets are where I belong

Down among the devilry, down in the dust

So join me on the streets of Kebabylon

We can find a story for the ages tonight

These empty, filthy streets are where I belong

Always trying hard to outrun the light