Argentina Lyrics

Wheels down
I’m back in town
Is it a dream or am I awake?
Grab a cab
Pay the tab
Yeah, I got my arms around your waist

Cuz I can’t hold you from a million miles away
And I can’t kiss you girl when I’m cryin’ every day for

Argentina
I come when you call my name
Argentina
Baby here we go again

One kiss
from her lips
and I’m a love drunk dizzy fool
another twist
from her hips
And I might just lose my cool

A thousand nights I lay awake
With her dancin’ in my brain
And here I am, once again
Singin’ her refrain for

Argentina
I come when you call my name
Argentina
Baby here we go again
Argentina
I come when you call my name
Mi bonita,
Baby here we go again

I feel free when you’re with me
Everything’s ok
Nothin’ left to drag me down
Nothin in my way

Argentina
I come when you call my name
Argentina
Baby here we go again
Argentina
I come when you call my name
Mi bonita,
I got you in my veins

Post Apocalypso Lyrics

When I was young
the they said the sun
would last a billion years
the earth, the moon, the stars above
would never disappear
Now we find that that all mankind
Is just in love with war
And complete annihilation
Is knocking at our door

Then I slip into your eyes
where tangerines kiss lemon pies
in a day dream
Floating weightless hand in hand
lost inside your promised land
and we’re home free
with the moon on the rise over chemical skies
let the violins play
Darlin’ switch your hips and I’ll dip you low while we dance
The Post Apocalypso

Babylon was the dawn of civilization
Will modern man play the devil’s hand
to end all of creation?
We all know the antidote is hidin’ in plain sight
so darling let’s jump back in bed and dance away the night

Then I slip into your eyes
where tangerines kiss lemon pies
in a day dream
Floating weightless hand in hand
lost inside your promised land
and we’re home free
with the moon on the rise over chemical skies
let the violins play
Darlin’ switch your hips and I’ll dip you low while we dance
The Post Apocalypso

Well it’s a Brave new world
and it’s burnin’ fast
so move in close
it may not last
Baby wear that dress
I’ll pour the wine
cuz this might be
this might be the last time

Now I slip into your eyes
where tangerines kiss lemon pies
in a daydream
Floating weightless hand in hand
lost inside your promised land
and we’re home free
with the moon on the rise over chemical skies
let the violins play
Darlin’ switch your hips and I’ll dip you low while we dance
The Post Apocalypso