The Power of Orange Knickers - Live In Nashville 11/12/07

The power of orange knickers
 The power of orange knickers
 The power of orange knickers
 Under my petty coat
 The power of listening to what
 You don't want me to know
 Can somebody tell me now
 Who is this terrorist?
 Those girls that smile kindly
 Then rip your life to pieces
 Can somebody tell me now
 Am I alone with this?
 This little pill in my hand
 And with this secret kiss, kiss
 Am I alone in this?
 A matter of complication
 When you become a twist
 For their latest drink
 As they're transitioning
 Can somebody tell me now
 Who is this terrorist?
 This little pill in my hand
 That keeps the pain living
 Can somebody tell me now
 A way out of this?
 That sacred pipe of red stone
 Could blow me out of this kiss, kiss
 Am I alone in this?
 The power of orange knickers
 Under my petty coat
 The power of listening to what
 You don't want me to know
 Shame, shame, time to leave me now
 Shame, shame, you've had your fun
 Shame, shame, for letting me think
 That I would be the one
 Can somebody tell me now
 Who is this terrorist?
 This little pill in my hand
 Or this secret kiss, kiss
 Am I alone in this?
 Kiss, kiss
 Am I alone in this?
 Kiss, kiss