"ghost comes to visit with my keys in his pocket
kisses on my mouth with his eyes rolling out of his sockets
memories crumbling on the solid steel resistance
i was torn out like pages from the book of existence
i woke up in a strange place
my mind a blur and some blood on my chin
i made a call for that black dead cab
my destination was moving on in
and i remember the words that you told me,
came down so hard, so plain
fate is going to find your love in your glass of champagne
love came calling as a counterfeit mistress
stealing from the pockets of a sadomasochist
my woman's mouthing for this place like a tongue on crystal meth
ciggarettes smell like the fear inside my chest
yes and I lied to my host i told him i knew how far i could go
when i emptied my guts out on his brand new stereo
he paid me to go on upstairs and spend a night with his friend
i never want to see my face in the mirror again
i woke up in a strange place
music so loud that i spilt all my beer
i took a ride in that blackened cab
my destination is already here
easy now, this car is speeding up
for my last chance, crash into freedom
fate is going to find your love in your glass of champagne
sweat pours down, I'm in the back seat sleeping
she watches from an empty bed out the window, weeping
the ghost guns that motor to the land that he promised me
the draw bridge abandoned and the mug needs nowhere
this is a song for your dislocated
the one you loved but your doomed to be hated
because the lies of the spirit possessed you
because the eyes of your lover resist you
listen up boy, shouted from the bottom of a barrel heading down the rapids
steady now keep your aim solid as your temple turns to kiss the pistol
fate is going to find your love in your glass of champagne
fate is going to find your love in your glass of champagne"
the lyrics to the origional version are:-
"ghost comes to visit with my keys in his pocket kisses on my mouth with his eyes rolling out of his sockets memories crumbling on the solid steel resistance i was torn out like pages from the book of existence
i woke up in a strange place my mind a blur and some blood on my chin i made a call for that black dead cab my destination was moving on in and i remember the words that you told me, came down so hard, so plain fate is going to find your love in your glass of champagne
love came calling as a counterfeit mistress stealing from the pockets of a sadomasochist my woman's mouthing for this place like a tongue on crystal meth ciggarettes smell like the fear inside my chest
yes and I lied to my host i told him i knew how far i could go when i emptied my guts out on his brand new stereo he paid me to go on upstairs and spend a night with his friend i never want to see my face in the mirror again
i woke up in a strange place music so loud that i spilt all my beer i took a ride in that blackened cab my destination is already here easy now, this car is speeding up for my last chance, crash into freedom fate is going to find your love in your glass of champagne
sweat pours down, I'm in the back seat sleeping she watches from an empty bed out the window, weeping the ghost guns that motor to the land that he promised me the draw bridge abandoned and the mug needs nowhere
this is a song for your dislocated the one you loved but your doomed to be hated because the lies of the spirit possessed you because the eyes of your lover resist you listen up boy, shouted from the bottom of a barrel heading down the rapids steady now keep your aim solid as your temple turns to kiss the pistol fate is going to find your love in your glass of champagne fate is going to find your love in your glass of champagne"