Beady Eyes on the Horizon-Jukebox the Ghost

[ti:Beady Eyes On The Horizon] [ar:Jukebox the Ghost] [al:Let Live And Let Ghosts] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.92]There's a dead man hanging [00:03.79]Slumped over the steering wheel [00:06.48]Of an interstate runaway bursting into flames [00:11.42] [00:12.36]And the devil was gently breathing [00:14.86]Sleeping face-down in my apartment [00:17.67]And like all his friends [00:19.60]I'm growing tired of his games [00:22.08] [00:23.27]And there's a homeless man arranging his hands [00:26.77]Grooving to the beat radiating from a police scanner [00:29.89]Who said [00:30.77]The air is feeling good to me [00:32.70]Just as cool and ripe as air can be [00:36.02]And a woman who sincerely believes in UFOs [00:38.96] [00:40.13]And who can blame her [00:41.19]When the stars are hanging overhead [00:42.71]Dangling by a thread [00:44.27]Floating ten thousand feet off the ground [00:47.58] [00:49.27]This was a story told to me [00:51.36] [00:52.48]When I was just the age of 17 [00:55.11]One which God Himself dictated to me [00:57.86]He said [00:58.61]This is how all this sh*t's gonna be [01:00.58] [01:01.13]When I blow your little planet into smithereens [01:04.73] [01:07.55]Blow your little planet into smithereens [01:10.74] [01:13.24]It haunted my dreams like an accident [01:17.50]On replay on the TV screen [01:21.43] [01:24.55]She sees faces in her dreams [01:28.12]Strange machines she'd never seen [01:31.24]Blueprints of submarines to reassemble [01:33.55] [01:34.44]In a time of dire need [01:36.94]And there were preachers in the desert [01:40.14]Waving to the crowd [01:42.01]Dictating seven angry letters [01:44.99] [01:45.61]From a man up in the clouds [01:48.50]And there were 27 soldiers telling 27 lies [01:54.32]And a hole inside a hurricane [01:57.38]With a pair of beady eyes [02:00.17]A pair of beady eyes [02:02.86] [02:03.61]Looking down [02:06.68]Onto the pavement [02:08.92]While the stars are gathered 'round [02:11.55]Because they all want a front seat [02:15.30]When sh*t starts going down [02:17.49]Because the sun is just a supernova [02:21.18]Turned the other way around [02:24.36] [02:36.01]There were strangers in the subway [02:37.75]And men in limousines making deals [02:39.66]And swapping photographs of cans of gasoline [02:41.80]And there are no angels in the woodwork [02:43.55]Or devils on the ground [02:44.86]And they are looking through a hurricane's tectonic wall of sound [02:47.75]And a man who smokes his cigarettes the other way around [02:50.69]And she is looking in behind him [02:52.44]From inside a wall of sound [02:53.69]And she is dancing with the neon because [02:55.44]The air is feeling good against her arms and legs [02:57.69]And fingertips are measuring the distance [02:59.13]In the spaces in between me and you [03:01.94]And all your friends [03:02.75]When there's no time to load a weapon [03:04.31]No time to make amends [03:05.44]And people frozen in their tracks [03:07.02]Staring at the sky at a hole inside a hurricane revealing [03:11.76]A pair of beady eyes [03:14.33]A pair of beady eyes [03:17.89]Looking down [03:20.65]Onto the pavement [03:23.02]While the stars are gathered 'round [03:25.52]Because they all want a front seat [03:29.39]When sh*t starts going down [03:31.46]Because the sun is just a supernova [03:35.21]Turned the other way around