That evil harbour horn
Leaks out across the dawn
Across the subway of the world
This hasn't been a night
For sleeping on the stairs
It's been so cold
So cold, as I
Rat through this paperbag
Break off a half a f**
Light up the subway of the world
What's left when all your links with love
Are rusted clean away
Dry bones, rolled, rattled around
Blown through this underground
I walk this corridor
I have the time to choose
My ears are aimed toward the blues
I watch the drunken, swaying boys
In sailor's uniforms
Kiss, collide, play seeya later
Drift and ride up escalators
And inthe early day
I fold these feet way
This back is cold against the tiles
The news of yesterday
Is wrapped around my shoes
And I remember
Yes i remember
Those easy friends of mine
Back down along the line
They'll never miss what they don't know
They'll have a table
In some café Pierot, where they
Play cards with the slender
Circus girls, I remember
Another time, another world
Another station in the rain
Let it go
Let it go
One more hat round the passengers
Another one act pas-de-deux
We learn to raise a little smoke
And disappear
Leaving subtle lies to hang below the ear
Like a pearl
These masquerades could never burn
Your powdered hands
Now it ain't so easy
Here in the subway of the world
Leaks out across the dawn
Across the subway of the world
This hasn't been a night
For sleeping on the stairs
It's been so cold
So cold, as I
Rat through this paperbag
Break off a half a f**
Light up the subway of the world
What's left when all your links with love
Are rusted clean away
Dry bones, rolled, rattled around
Blown through this underground
I walk this corridor
I have the time to choose
My ears are aimed toward the blues
I watch the drunken, swaying boys
In sailor's uniforms
Kiss, collide, play seeya later
Drift and ride up escalators
And inthe early day
I fold these feet way
This back is cold against the tiles
The news of yesterday
Is wrapped around my shoes
And I remember
Yes i remember
Those easy friends of mine
Back down along the line
They'll never miss what they don't know
They'll have a table
In some café Pierot, where they
Play cards with the slender
Circus girls, I remember
Another time, another world
Another station in the rain
Let it go
Let it go
One more hat round the passengers
Another one act pas-de-deux
We learn to raise a little smoke
And disappear
Leaving subtle lies to hang below the ear
Like a pearl
These masquerades could never burn
Your powdered hands
Now it ain't so easy
Here in the subway of the world