The Three Johns - Downhearted Blues

Let yourself fall into my arms this night
As the cloud crawls the mountain side
And talk to me about your plans and your fears
Turn down that propane light
And let's kiss all night
Turn up those downhearted blues now

Drop open your mouth and breathe
Cause we're kissing between the ears
That woman sings every note on my spine
I'm inside myself with a bleeding heart
You can't beat it every word in its place
She turns this man back into a mouse
And I can smell her dreams of cheese
A crow zig-zags to and fro
Like a slow and final note
Turn up those downhearted blues now

And I dance like it is the first dance again
The music is as fresh as a new strain
And the notes rot holes in your heart
Isn't it funny how
We start to enjoy this taste of decay
How we lick the cynics lip
India-rubberlike a great ape on the couch
Give me a stick and I'll beat it out
Like a secret bomb tick-tocking
In the pill box of your brain
Turn up those downhearted blues now

We'll drag our defects along with us
When our brains burrow down into lust