So You're a Touring Band Now-Dolorean

[ti:So You're A Touring Band Now] [ar:Dolorean] [al:Not Exotic] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]So You're a Touring Band Now - Dolorean [00:13.70]Blow in through the door [00:16.05] [00:19.32]Like a ghost that is nice [00:22.19] [00:25.19]My crosshairs align [00:27.83]And my grip is tight [00:30.63] [00:34.48]My friends are bullets [00:36.75] [00:39.65]That I shot at tin cans [00:42.99] [00:45.27]No feathers no wings [00:47.76] [00:48.36]No feet and no beaks [00:50.54] [00:51.23]And no place to land [00:53.63] [00:57.74]No place to land [00:59.78] [01:05.92]When you finally come home [01:08.52] [01:12.26]Don't be surprised [01:14.42] [01:17.62]There's rust in my throat [01:20.39]And red in my eyes [01:23.05] [01:27.13]My friends are knives [01:29.42] [01:32.43]That cut out my tongue [01:35.09] [01:37.86]No songs and no beats [01:40.68]No words left to speak [01:42.99] [01:43.53]Just utters and grunts [01:46.96] [01:50.21]Utters and grunts [01:51.67] [01:58.46]Drive ten thousand miles [02:01.71] [02:03.80]Just to tear off your arm [02:06.69] [02:09.95]Just to play the guitar [02:12.81]And recite a poem [02:16.35] [02:19.44]My friends are bottles [02:21.55] [02:24.59]That I dropped on the ground [02:27.48] [02:30.33]They shatter and break [02:33.29]And they always take [02:36.24]Too long to come home [02:38.96] [02:42.24]Too long to come home