In the Morning

Lyrics

Eight in the morning To get you off my mind Eight in the morning The crooked path of wise Baby, baby, walk around Now Jesus, why Never know when your hands on rise, yeah Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight is starting To cut suspicious ties Here you are at the drawing To leave you here to die You convince 'em many times You know you can't describe Cause you only got hands on rise, yeah Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight in the morning You got me through and over you And through the cold The digital lie You're barely above you You're barely above you In the morning I would call But you're always out of town We go through this hook and line, yeah Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Electronic song beams burn right through your eyes How's it feel Is your hand on mine, yeah Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight in the morning Eight in the morning In the morning