Cause I lost my job
two weeks before Christmas
And I talked to Jesus at the sewer
And the Pope said
it was none of his
God damned business
While the rain drank champagne
My Estonian Archangel
came and got me wasted
Cause the sweetest kiss
I ever got is the one
I've never tasted
Oh but they'll take their bonus
pay to Molly McDonald
Neon ladies beauty is that
which obeys is bought or borrowed
Cause my heart's become
a crooked hotel full of rumours
But it's I who pays the rent for
these fingered face out of tuners
and I make 16 solid half hour
friendships every evening
Cause your queen of hearts
who is half a stone
And likes to laugh alone is always
threatening you with leaving
Oh but they play those token games
on Willy Thompson
And give a medal to replace
the son of Mrs Annie Johnson
Cause they told me
everybody's got to pay their dues
And I explained
that I had overpaid them
So overdued
I went to the company store
and the clerk there said that
they had just been invaded
So I set sail in a teardrop
and escaped beneath the doorsill
Cause the smell of her
perfume echoes in my head still
Cause I see my people
trying to drown the sun
In weekends of whiskey sours
Cause how many times
can you wake up in this comic book and
plant flowers