Got a License to Live

Take me down from the ridge, where the summer ends. We'll watch the city spread out just like a JETS FLAME. I've got a secret for you, I'll cut your angel in to. I left it bleeding and soaked it with a dry sponge. No life has singed her now, No life for Gingers now. No life for Ginger now...I can see it fade...Got a license to live, and it's our only one. If it expires we float up the dust haze. I've got a picture of you, I cut your angel in two. I saw her spinning and drippin' on your new dress. No life has singed her now. No life for Gingers now. No life for Ginger now...I can see it fade...