All the beautiful girls
They wanna stay late
And finish the wine
In your luxury basement.
They swing in velvet and pearls
And like t to debate
Pollock and Kline,
Ginsberg and Corso.
With a slight foreign accent
You drip the paint from a can
And abundantly blush and an invisible sun
But instead of a brush
You wish you had a gun!
If they leave you alone with your misery
Deep in the fire of your fame
You'll be begging them blind
Give me love, give me love,*give me love
Of every kind!
All the beautiful girls
They wanna stay late
They never complain
As they lean on my back
They walk-in walk in with fancy hellos
To great greet the unknown
And redecorate my second-hand wardrobe
With a fashionable smack,
I sip the rest of the wine
While I hear them repeat what upsets me the most
That instead of a man, I married a ghost!
If they I leave you alone with your misery
Deep in the fire of your fame
You'll be begging them me blind
Give me love, give me love,give me love
Of every kind!
1 | Not Going Anywhere |
2 | My Name Is Trouble |
3 | Lay Your Head Down |
4 | La Forme Et Le Fond |
5 | Strange Weather |
6 | Que N'ai-je ? |
7 | Greatest You Can Find |
8 | Sailor & Widow |
9 | By The Cathedral |
10 | Ending Song |