And in the evening when you fade away
The same thing happens every single day
'Cause when your dreams come true
They pretty soon decay

There's nothing you can do to change your mind
You're disappearing or you're going blind
And when you're gone there won't be anything behind
Except a skull, a suitcase and a long red bottle of wine
A skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine

You're disappearing in a purple fog
It's a machine and you're its faithful cog
You love your woman but you just don't love her dog
Which means you get a skull, a suitcase
And a long red bottle of wine
A skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine

There you go putting up no resistance
You just wander off through the town
Lock yourself out and drown
But when you're gone, does it make any difference
If there's nobody else around? The only way up is down

The giant sun sets red behind the haze
Like a balloon that has just lost it's way
You never dreamed that stuff would get you in it's sway
Give me a skull, a suitcase and a long red bottle of wine
Gimme a skull, a suitcase and a long red bottle of wine

Give me a skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine
Give me a skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine
Red bottle of wine, red bottle of wine
Red bottle of wine, red bottle of wine
Red bottle of wine, red bottle of wine
Red bottle of wine

Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): ROBYN HITCHCOCK