I waited in the shadow
Of my stupid house
The mustang rolled up
In the low black water
Growling softly
Then it stopped and purred
Growling softly
Then it stopped and purred
Dark green paint
Like a deep flavor
Like hard, sour-apple
Candy catching in my throat
I'm a sword swallower
I'm a sword swallower
I'm a sword swallower
I'm a sword swallower
A hint of his blond swoop
The red button of his cigarette
Smoke out the window
Sterling, Sterling
His name like a sword
Reflecting light in a dark room
I'm a sword swallower
I'm a sword swallower
I'm a sword swallower
I'm a sword swallower
And the grass licked my shoes
And the grass licked my shoes
