Back To Prom

Forever and ever, even today and after

I kept our picture forever

Back in the late fifties we went to the prom and kissing

But you went home with Tom Ripley



Throw the guy a meat bone, put him on a train

That's the way it should end

Living the outskirts, to forty miles away

Where the lonely road ends



Forever and ever, even today and after

I still believe you can hear me

Believer, deceiver, the question lies beneath the

letter I wrote you in late May



Throw the guy a meat bone, put him on a train

That's the way it should end

Living the outskirts, to forty miles away

Where the lonely road ends

Where the lonely road ends

Where the guitar gangsters sings