This is Venice, Fairy Venice, Pretty City.....Crowd of Japs, flash, pretty land. Smiling faces, they seem to say - "Girls are sweeter than cats."
I think of miri-deary-leary-weary-miri... where are you tomorrow?
Cause all the colors you brought me are now black and bordeaux .
I walk down the street, I keep on rambling - And I wonder if I'll make it over the years.... I see the touristic mess, will they keep on wandering....
And I remember Miri's chaos theory of the world... some bombs, they never explode...
I am alone of you - A b** is a b** no matter what you do - What difference does it make? - I am alone of you.
I wanted to write you a letter or send you a postcard, but I couldn't find anyone with the "Rag and Boneman." How could I write, "Hi babe, my life runs counter-clockwise." But it's the rule of a b** never to take the fast lane.
The story goes the same...... Y parece un hechizo, se mueve todo el piso resbalo "no lixo." Tienes miedo de qué...
I think of miri-deary-leary-weary-miri... where are you tomorrow?
Cause all the colors you brought me are now black and bordeaux .
I walk down the street, I keep on rambling - And I wonder if I'll make it over the years.... I see the touristic mess, will they keep on wandering....
And I remember Miri's chaos theory of the world... some bombs, they never explode...
I am alone of you - A b** is a b** no matter what you do - What difference does it make? - I am alone of you.
I wanted to write you a letter or send you a postcard, but I couldn't find anyone with the "Rag and Boneman." How could I write, "Hi babe, my life runs counter-clockwise." But it's the rule of a b** never to take the fast lane.
The story goes the same...... Y parece un hechizo, se mueve todo el piso resbalo "no lixo." Tienes miedo de qué...