Somehow You Know What I Mean

I want to see you babe, I don't care how Insane asylum and I'm breaking out They got a number on my head, man, everybody wants me dead But I couldn't care less right now I find you floating in a fevered dream Follow the diagonal of your denim jeans Between these cypress trees You'll bring it on home to me How can I tell if this is for real? I can't explain the way that I feel Uh-huh, uh-huh Somehow, you know what I mean Behind the billboards where the adverts spin Above the highway where the city begins And suburbs end in the early A.M. I'm hungering for your skin How can I tell if this is for real? I can't explain the way that I feel Girl, somehow, somehow, you know what I mean When no one else does It's worth killing for, dying, risk hell and high fire for When you're the only person, only one that I adore Somehow, you know what I mean Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Hell is empty and we party on the crust of this Hollowed out, spinning sphere Hell is empty and all the devils are here How can I tell if this is for real? I can't explain the way that I feel Girl, somehow, somehow, you know what I mean When no one else does It's worth killing for, dying, risk hell and high fire for When you're the only person, only one that I adore Somehow, you know what I mean Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Hell is empty and we party on the crust of this Hollowed out, spinning sphere Hell is empty and all the devils are here Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Hell is empty and we party on the crust of this Hollowed out, spinning sphere Hell is empty and all the devils are here Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Hell is empty and we party on the crust of this Hollowed out, spinning sphere Hell is empty and all the devils are here Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Hell is empty and we party on the crust of this Hollowed out, spinning sphere Hell is empty and all the devils are here