Oh Townes Van Zandt haunts your headphones the streetlights swaynYou left your pregnant girlfriend in a train station in Spain.nParades burst from your brain, plaid haired girls call your namenFireflies weave resorts, built of light on perfect shores,nKnife thrust, lust, angel dust, purple sky’s before dusknIn the back of a pick up truck, racing from your shitty luck,nnBlack water in a crystal skullnDrink deep and hallucinate an ancient oceannBlack water pouring out your mouthnTime travel to worlds composed of ice fields and soundnnOh Townes Van Zandt haunts your headphones the street lights groannThat piece of shit left you at a train station all alone,,nYou steal somebody’s purse, ravens rip through your skirt,nBabies in TV screens chase you out into the street,nMadrid’s finest hotel, whisky and painkillers. nIf stolen master cards could pay off all this shitty lucknnBlack water in a crystal skullnDrink deep and hallucinate an ancient oceannBlack water pouring out your mouthnTime travel to worlds composed of ice fields and soundnWhen all your friends would call her they’d say it’s for the bestnYou can’t force a man to love you. He’d be a shitty dad.nnThey started the trip in the city of Cannes nThey drank in streets under Cubist mansions nAnd when she told him that she was knocked up you should have seen his facenAnd when she told him that she was knocked up you should have seen his facennBlack water in a crystal skullnBlack water filling up your lungsnBlack water in the south of FrancenBlack water changing all your plans yeah