Grey Machine

He was a walking tragedy He lived inside his mind In his dirty upstairs room Above the neon sign In the city of sad and distant eyes A sucker and a billionaire's dream A bolt in the grey machine She had a tattoo on her wrist Still fresh in the bar room light She taught Judas how to kiss In the fog of another life Now, she cleans the tables for these clowns She don't ask what anything means Red rose in the grey machine Dogs run through the alley Behind the pub and the triple X store Maybe there's a God above But down here, we don't talk to him no more He walks in a raven's shadow Blinded in the first new snow Counting footsteps to the door Where no one says hello He gets a beer and he watches her work She's the best thing he's ever seen They're gonna run away, so far away from the grey machine The grey machine, 'chine Grey machine Grey machine