Drugstore Logic

Lyrics

Meet me in the back of the drugstore I got the world inside my trench coat I'll give you the sense of the well-being That you will never know in this life Meet me, baby Meet me in the back of the drugstore I got your desires in a paper bag Only I know when and where To give you a sense of fulfilment Check out what daddy's carrying Heel bruises skull, skull bruises heel Evil is not when it's between satin sheets Little girls like you parade in their bondages Sigh at my sacred scent of freedom Meet me in the back of the drugstore I got the world inside my trench coat I'll give you the sense of the well-being That you will never know in this life Meet me in the back of the drugstore I got your desires in a paper bag Only Jack knows when and where To give, give, give, you a sense of fulfilment A tormented soul A bought soul A tormented soul A bought soul A tormented soul A bought soul A tormented soul A bought soul A tormented soul A bought soul A tormented soul A bought soul A tormented soul A bought soul A tormented soul A bought soul Which are you? Which are you? You're my walking candy store