Текст песни 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
Gone is the attitude
Don't twist the knife

We need to compromise
It's time to heal
Gonna make you realize
Tell me how you feel

Hello the present
Goodbye my past
I'll be your servant
I'll be the last

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

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

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
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 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
I come to my senses
Come to my senses in these righteous days