Firewater - Whistling In The Dark Lyrics
Crouching on the cool white tileSHe's got to learn to take her medicineWith a professional smileHoly vessel or a toilet bowlPuking hopes into a urinalSun like a blowtorchCuts through aluminum skyJust like a crippled ballerinaIn a pair of too-tight slacksIt's on her face, expensive tastesBut no excess of ready cashShe's completely goneOh, but you know she'll be backShe's living on a question markBut spending exclamation pointsIt's perjury right from the startShe's only whistling in the darkEvidence is thin in her defenseAnd as the prosecution restsThe jury's out, the mood is tenseThey're only whistling in the darkSo many ways the game could goTimer ticks out minutes leftUntil it's going to blowShe may stumble, but she won't fallWaiting for the curtain callAs history repeats in motion slowAnd though her repertoire is goodIt's just a faded valentineBetween the hammer and the nailsThere lies unspoken compromiseThen it strikes youRight between the eyesCause when tomorrow's blown awaySeems like tonight is here to staySo she just close her eyes and stumble forwardWhistling in the darkLong live the queen, the queen is deadSo take the crown off of her headBut is that taps or reveilleThat she is whistling in the dark?
