Oh, Townes Van Zandt haunts your headphones - the streetlights sway
You left your pregnant girlfriend in a train station in Spain
Parades burst from your brain, plaid-haired girls call your name
Fireflies weave resorts built of light on perfect shores
Knife thrust, lust, angel dust, purple sky’s before dusk
In the back of a pick-up truck, racing from your shitty luck

Black water in a crystal skull
Drink deep and hallucinate an ancient ocean
Black water pouring out your mouth
Time travel to worlds composed of ice fields and sound

Oh, Townes Van Zandt haunts your headphones - the streetlights groan
That piece of shit left you at this train station all alone
You steal somebody's purse, ravens rip through your skirt
Babies in TV screens race you out into the street
Madrid’s finest hotel, whiskey and painkillers
If stolen master cards could pay off all this shitty luck

Black water in a crystal skull
Drink deep and hallucinate an ancient ocean
Black water pouring out your mouth
Time travel to worlds composed of ice fields and sound

When all your friends would call her, they’d say it’s for the best
You can’t force a man to love you; he’d be a shitty dad

They started the trip in the city of Cannes
They drank in street under Cubist mansions
And when she told him that she was knocked up with their baby
Luck should have seen his face
And when she told him that she was knocked up
Luck, luck, luck, luck should have seen his face

Black water in a crystal skull
Black water filling up your lungs
Black water in the south of France
Black water changing all your plans, yeah

Black water in a crystal skull
Drink deep and hallucinate an ancient ocean
Black water pouring out your mouth
Time travel to worlds composed of ice fields and sound

Black water, black water, black water, black water
Black water, black water, black water, black water
Yeah