Lyrics The Auteurs

The Auteurs

Tombstone

Taking out the garbage at the Columbia hotel

Nobody got a ticket out of cripple town

Better call suspension, Bakelite and dial

We'll take the fucking building out

Baader Meinhof style

Every day, every hour, every minute

Every dawn to sundown

Everybody's gonna get it

In tombstone

Every day, every hour

We're related for the rest of the year

Everybody's gonna get it

Tombstone is here

Like to thank my mother for inventing rock and roll

I'd be lost without it, I would not be whole

Honeymoon is over, waiting for the cops

Sitting shit faced in Dan's car

Thinking 'bout who we're not

Tombstone, tombstone got a gun

We've got all the women and children

All tied up for fun

Got to see a doctor

I need to turn my bones to milk

Nobody ever found the gold upon the hill

And I wanted glamor, not tragic rock n roll

And I want a lover, who'll nail me to the wall

Everybody [unverified]