The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
And the the silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But it’s not that way
I wasn’t born to lose you
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the streets where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep
They wait for you
But I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin’ from my broken cup
And ask me to open up the gate for you
Now all my fathers, they’ve gone down
True love they’ve been without it
Cause all their daughters put me down
And I don’t think about it
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
She knows that she’s not afraid to look at her
She is good to me
And there’s nothing she doesn’t see
She knows where I’d like to be
But it doesn’t matter
Now your dancing child with his Taiwanese suit
He spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasn’t that cute to him, was I?
But I did it, because he lied
And because he took you for a ride
Because time was on his side
And because I