Lyrics:
Cohen Leonard New Skin For The Old Ceremony

work it's right before your eyes Goodnight, my darling, I hope you're satisfied The bed is kind of narrow, but my arms are open wide And here's a man still working for

reason an' that was New York We were runnin' for the money and the flesh An' that was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those

the ghost of you and me? And is this what you wanted to live in a house that is haunted By the ghost of you and me? You got old and wrinkled, I stayed

fine, ain't it wild To finally end our exercise? Then I saw you naked in the early dawn Oh, I hoped you would be someone new I reached for you but you

You where the whore and the beast of Babylon, I was Rin Tin Tin. And is this what you wanted ... And is this what you wanted ... You got old and

are mine, I will ask for the mercy that you love to decline. And all the ladies go moist, and the judge has no choice, a singer must die for the lie

Do you really need his hands for your passion? Do you really need his heart for your throne? Do you need his labour for your baby? Do you need his beast for

: Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy. Wounded in the line of duty, parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties, urging Fidel

in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate, who in these realms of love, who by something blunt, and who by avalanche, who by powder, who for his greed, who for