Pink Flamingos

Dan and I like Las Vegas, never seen the sea

Where the river, where the river bed runs dry

She closes his eyes, puts her ear to his shirt

And listens to the whole wide earth

Lila's ready, she look in the mirror

He has stopped, he can't hear her

She stops in a bar, apparently she is unhurt

And with a little bit of change, oh feels good

She washes her wings in the dirt

And the bar is filled with angels 'cause the world is turned upside down

All of you've been walking on your heads

Since the day your feet touched the ground

Any day, any day we'll go home

Any day, any day we'll go home, home

Well he knocks on the door, someone show him how

And I seen them before, I know him somehow

Why does he stick to my fingers?

Why does this look like his soul?

They could just make him a heaven or hell

What don't they?

I don't know

What do they want with these angels?

Why don't they take them to Reno?

Nobody ever comes for them

They're all inside of the casinos

Look at them poking like flightless birds falling from paper plates

Oh home, heavenly earthbound

But the spirit cannot wait to fly like the pink flamingos

To fly like the pink flamingos, fly, fly?