Brushed With Oil, Dusted With Powder lyrics

Brushed with oil, dusted with powder

The day began to decline

A broken door, hotel bedroom

The sun cut through the blind (oh but I tell you)

The officer asked "how did it start?"

Oh shit, "you I wish I knew" I said

"On Highbury Fields, the Westside Highway

Or here in the Hollywood hills"

In a black and white, to Orange County

The sky was a beautiful blue

A pack of lights 'n' some keys they found there

They wondered how much I knew (oh but I tell you)

The officer asked "how did it start?"

Oh shit, "you I wish I knew" I said

"On Highbury Fields, the Westside Highway

Or here in the Hollywood hills"

And yes, it's over

And yes, oh the powerful have found me

It was beautiful to see

It was how I'm meant to be

It was love, no matter what they say

It's wonderful to be here

Abraham, my father, had a girl he called his angel

I made my excuses and I like the way it feels

The officer asked "how did it start?"

Oh shit, "you I wish I knew" I said

"On Highbury Fields, the Westside Highway

Or here in the Hollywood hills"

And yes, it's over

And yes, oh the powerful have found me

It was beautiful to see

It was how I'm meant to be

It was love, no matter what they say

It's wonderful to be here.

• Artist:Scritti Politti
• Album:Absolute [2011], Anomie & Bonhomie [1999]