Righteous Days - The Dead Daisies

I’m your communicator

Out in the starlight

Just like an alligator

Make ya sit tight

Down in the valley

No need to swear

Break your resistance

My sweet suffragette

I am the elevator

You wanna save me

I am an innovator

I make the blind see

I hear the sound and vision

I count the cost

Just like a premonition

When I was lost

I feel like I’m about to cry

As I fly home in the blood red sky

And I break, in the velvet haze

When I come to my senses in these righteous days

So full of gratitude

Soul full of life

Gon is the attitude

Don’t twist the knif

Hello the present

Goodbye my past

I’ll be your servant

I’ll be the last

We need to compromise

It’s time to heal

Gonna make you realize

Tell me how you feel

I’ll be your tailor

I have good taste

I’m not your jailer

Life ain’t no race

I feel like I’m about to cry

As I fly home in the blood red sky

And I break, in the velvet haze

When I come to my senses in these righteous days

Turn me down

Roll within

Take my breath

Feel my skin

My salvation

Sacrifice

Recreation symbolise

I feel like I’m about to cry

As I fly home in the blood red sky

I break, in the velvet haze

When I come to my senses in these righteous days

I feel like I’m about to cry

As I fly home in the blood red sky

And I break, in the velvet haze

When I come to my senses in these righteous days

I feel like I’m about to cry

As I fly home in the blood red sky

And I break, in the velvet haze

When I come to my senses

When I come to my senses

When I come to my senses in these righteous days