I want love, but it's impossible A man like me, so irresponsible A man like me is dead in places Other men feel liberated I can't love, shot full of
Oh, it's carnival night and they're stringing the lights around you Hanging paper angels, painting little devils on the roof Oh the furnace wind is a
Only 21 with his whole life ahead of him, Thinking about the friends he had, Now that they're six feet under, Paying the price for a blunder, Can you
not believe it But I don't believe in miracles anymore And when I think about it I don't believe I ever did for sure All the things I've said in songs
Hmm I heard an old song today and it took me to yesterday Back to the time when your love was mine now the song lingers on in my mind Stirring mem'ries
Ain't no maybe if you sing my song, yeah Sing my song, sing my song Sing my song, sing my song Sing my song, sing my song Sing my song, sing my song
I?m stoned in the twilight, screamin' on the inside Give me your water, help me survive Gonna miss the sunlight when I lose my eyesight Give me my red
I'll take a rainy day To make a champagne shower Poach some horn and tusk To build an ivory tower Been to Philadelphia The day it was closed I walked
You can take her Make her change her name You and your old money dance around the flame But you can never, never love her like me You can charm her Calm
We bet on our lives and we bet on the horses In that upstairs apartment on Orlando and fourth And the rent was due and the rent man was knockin' Like
It's a case I guess of paradise lost Ten years back on the hands of the clock In that little house on Mansfield on your old block Sometimes the magic
Oh, I'm a dark diamond I've turned hard and cold Once was a jewel with fire in my soul There's two sides of a mirror One I couldn't break through Stayed
Some days I think it's all a dream The things I've done, the places that I've been This life of mine seemed surreal at times Wasted days and nights in
been there drinking on that front porch Angry kids, mean and dumb Looks like a painting, that blue skyline God hates fags where we come from 'Western
change in the looking glass And everywhere I look there's something to learn A sliver of truth from every bridge we burn A hat full of quarters and a naked song
Girl, I've seen you drift away to another place and time And in those dreams you leave this old world behind Yeah, I know how hard you've been trying
Don't have no penthouse in Dallas No beach house in Malibu Guess I'm not livin' the good life Like we're all supposed to do All I got's a little trailer
Translation: Camille West. The Viennese Drinking Song.
