I told you I'd take you away from here. I told you I'd take you away from here. And I will, I'm no street corner bone. I knew your day would come. . It's hardly a secret, your checkered past.
I took him some flowers. Passed pillars and towers. The statue defaced and unclean. . And though he might lie there. I don't think that you care. And your graffiti confirms the scene.
You knocked up your whole life. In the wee small hours of the night. I know things might seem hopeless now. Yes, I know things might seem hopeless now.
Normal the trouble, normal the fear. Normal the distress, normal the tears. Normal the yearning when you go away. Normal, you want them to stay. . And these tears that run down your face.
Slow down, lately lives are moving too fast. Put your money down and we'll make it last. By dawn we'll be out of here. . The marching band play for the families.
This one's a dodo. This one's a flop. This one's a moron. And I'm fit to drop. . Cross-fire chatter. Caught in the slums. She's off to her Chelsea Hotel.
If I could learn to love you. Could you learn to love me?. Lust will only get us so far now. . If I could learn to love you. Could you learn to love me?.
Jacky, she's a fake whore. She'll obstruct you on your way. And she'll hit you and she'll beat you every day. . And, Jacky, she's a fake whore. And she's seen better days.
Jimmy was just coming out of school. When the drug dealer came. Give me some of that heroin. Some of that cocaine. . Heroin, heroin and cocaine. Heroin, heroin and cocaine.
How the curse of comfort. Has plagued your artistic life?. I hope love, love, love. Just gets in the way. . Just like that. Love could always get in the way.
People with cigarettes. Singers with violets. Some who have no regrets. In her room. . Men with no hair. Girls in their underwear. Boys who are debonair.
Tell me something I don't know. 'Cause these streets ain't paved with gold. But vanity won't release me. . If I learn to crash this plane. Oh, baby believe me, I'd go down in flames.
The people here are happy. In heaven in the sky. And sometimes when you're suffering. Well, sometimes they do cry. . In heaven, in heaven. . So throw away your foolish pride.
You remember being beautiful. Regrets, regrets, regrets. Did you take those fleeting glances. For granted, for granted, for granted?. . You rolled your eyes, teeny style.
Haunting me. All you ever did was haunting me. With a shadow of a smile for a while. . Haunting me. From the cradle to senility. Well, I shouldn't lie, should I?.
A harbor dance, I didn't live my youth. With sufficient recklessness. Yeah, I envy your youth, yes, I envy your youth. I envy your youth, yes, I envy your youth.
Fallen hero is fighting at the Fez. Fallen hero is losing, nobody cares. . And they found him dead. In the back of his car. Shot through the heart. Under cold blue stars.
This old world won't take me home. I said sure for the hell she goes. Well I don't know man. Well I don't know man. (I sure know I'm here). Oh, say it ain't so.
Do you ever get a feeling. You should be watching Ealing?. The heroes of our youth are all there. George and Bill, Alec and Will. All so religiously square.
Is this what they call love?. Is this what they call love?. Is this what they call love. On a Saturday night?. . I'm just a man. I'm just a man. Not even a great one.