Ryan Adams - World War 24 Lyrics
Porcelain dollYour mother runs an antique shopShe takes some stuff, I take a lotWe sleep all daySlow responseI'm feelin' like an afterthoughtI guess I'm kinda lost in spaceAnd London's okayShe don't even ask what time it is anymoreDressed up like its World War 24Sugar sweetShe loves it when it hits her teethThe river hides the carouselIn London, oh wellComa comesLike bullets from a candy gunDelivers us into the sunOf London, my loveShe don't even ask what time it is anymoreDressed up like its World War 24And if we get too highWe'll burn this townWe'll burn this townWe'll burn this townOh, baby, bring me downOh, baby, bring me downOh, baby, bring me downOh, baby, bring me downI'm all yoursI'm all yoursI'm all yours