St. Petersburg

Before the time of the morning sandman

I can find my way around

Soon be here at the borderline I guess

Armageddon coming down

And here lies a pretty state again

It's time to make you move on

'Cause in three days I'll be out of here

And it's not a day too soon

Firelight, the light of love burns

Turns to ashes in your hand

So to bed by the morning light I guess

I'm awake and understand

Set sail for St. Petersburg

Making use of my time

'Cause in three days I'll be out of here

And it's not a day too soon

Head out to a better life

I can get a job, settle down

I'm full of love, I'm full of feeling

I can't stand the here and now

Leave town for pity's sake you know

It's time to make you move on

'Cause in three days I'll be out of here

And it's not a day too soon

Yeah, in three days I'll be out of here

And it's not a day too soon