Dead Century

Meet me in the hotel bar Where I've been waiting for a year When you sit next to me Don't say anything Hand me a drink and disappear Woo-hoo I'll be calling I'll come cold It's all been forgotten In the dead century All is forgotten, baby When you hold out for me, oh Long as I'm breathing, I won't see you I'm sleeping with a crystal ball Our teeth are tighter now Our fists are wider All I need is one more light And then I'm off for home Woo-hoo I'll be calling I'll come cold It's all been forgotten In the dead century All is forgotten, baby When you hold out for me, oh It's hard to try Lay it on your back in sunlight I'll come calling I'll come cold It's all been forgotten In the dead century All is forgotten, baby When you hold out for me, oh I'm calling out for you I'm calling out for you I'm calling out for you