The fishing boats go out across the evening water Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silver on the border On my wall the colours of the maps are running From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming The torches flare up in the night The hand that sets the farms alight Has spread the word to those who're waiting on the border In the village where I grew up Nothing seems the same Still you never see the change from day to day And no-one notices the customs slip away Late last night the rain was knocking at my window I moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow I thought I saw down in the street The spirit of the century Telling us that we're all standing on the border In the islands where I grew up Nothing seems the same It's just the patterns that remain An empty shell But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well The fishing boats go out across the evening water Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silver on the border On the border On the border On the border

Going down with a troubled mind You leave me waiting on the border line I'm thinking it's a waste of time Taking me for a ride You say that you're good for me Was a time when I'd let it be But now there's no reality Do you think that I' m blind? Get back to your own side of the highway You're straying across the line I know you're a heart breaking lover Isn't any other time to take a ride Get back in the long grass Get back to the street Go take another walk Don't bother me Good loving is hard to find You keep playing the same old rhyme Got the feeling that you're gonna be Travelling down the line You play in another key Go tell your friends that I set you free I know the way it used to be Watching you hitch a ride Get back to your own side of the highway You're straying across the line I know you're a heart breaking lover Isn't any other time to take a ride Get back in the long grass Get back to the street Go take another walk Don't bother me

Your man on the road, he doing promo You said, "Keep our business on the low-low" I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone 'Cause you look even better than the photots I can't find your house, send me the info Drivin' through the gated residential Found out I was coming, sent your friends home Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe I'mma let you know and keep it simple Tyna keep it up don't seem so simple I just fucked two bitches 'fore I saw you And you gon' have to do it at my tempo Always tryna send me off to rehab Drugs started feelin' like it's decaf I'm just tryna live life for the moment And all these motherfuckers want a relapse I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe The hills have eyes, the hills have eyes Who are you to judge, who are you to judge? Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies Only you to trust, only you I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Those days are over You don't have to sell your body to the night Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight Walk the streets for money You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) You don't have to put on the red light I loved you since I knew ya I wouldn't talk down to ya I have to tell you just how I feel I won't share you with another boy You know my mind is made up So put away your make up Told you once I won't tell you again, "It's a bad way" Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) You don't have to put on the red light (Roxanne) Roxanne Roxanne...