Take Me     

Copyright © 2002 words and music by Dean Batstone

She burns my loins with curses

She slays my resolve with skin

Her kisses roll like salty waves

Push me back and pull me in

        I don’t like broken blonde or scattered words or painted nails

        So talk me down or hold me down

        Or dance me ‘til the moon’s a sail

Ch: Then take me to the other side

Take me; the world’s so small tonight

Take me, before I change my mind, girl

Take me to your steel blue sky

Take me to your Northern Lights

She breathes red wine like nicotine

Paints the town with a lipstick grin

Her lucid love’s like gasoline

My engine’s firing on her sins

        I don’t like well hung words or restless doors or keys that fail

        So walk me down or break me down

        Or dance me ‘til my fear’s impaled

Ch:…Take me to your steel red sky

        Take me to your cliffs of white

Instrumental – first half of verse…

        I don’t like breasts of steel or jaded bliss or unsent mail

        So smile me down or burn me down

        Or dance me ‘til my rhythm fails [retard]

Ch: 2X then out on intro