CROSS THE ROAD MOLINA
Am F
Am F
wolf headed conjurour in the cross roads
Am F
green eyes and alien chant brought the lightning down
Am F
set my pulse to the short waves pulse
Am F
set my pulse to the great lakes pulse
Am F
to wreath the moon in a head dress of neon flames
Am F
must take concentration from that heavy old bird
Am F
blue chicago moon swings like a
Am F
blade above the midwest's heart
Am
swings like a blade
F
swings like a blade
Am
swing that blade above us
F
swing that blade above us
Am
show us how close it can get
F
show us close you can get
Am
show us how fast we can lose it how
F
bad we're out numbered
Am F
set my pulse an electric pulse
Am F
set my pulse to the blues
Am
them black sad eyes
F
them black sad eyes
Am F
if i never see them again tell them goodbye
Am F
and i set my pulse to an electric pulse
Am F
i set my pulse to the blues
Am F
i send my pulse to the vixen's hearts
Am F
i concentrate like that heavy old bird
