Packing her bags, they left the sailor girl when she returned to find that she could love no one meeting her way through cheap bar and cafe expecting
Up on the stand, the society meeting that was the way, was the way that I found you drunk after work, here in the late night feelings that was the way
I can't seem to take you anywhere We ditched your friends at Williamson Square Where the rank and file shoot us dirty looks Hail a taxicab, don't want
We are passing into a great change of species And no matter how loudly the old authorities may proclaim that this is not so, it is going to happen Our
(ohright govnah, you ready? C'mon then) [Conscience aka Treefrog] We can place the blame, but it stays the same Remain in chains as we pray for change
Well I'd like to see the likes of me relax with a wife and seed Time to write and read No fight to get a bite to eat It might just be a pipe dream but
I got a message from the stars Like the moonlight serenade I'm looking through the eyes of love It's not too late You know, the legends never die Close
Vertaling: Blue System. Titanic 650604.