An itch My eye twitched like a memory of forgotten bars(?) One of those cities One of those nights Everyone's darling Everyone's sweetheart Just this drink to hold my hand One glass of anything Anything cheap And I'm here just because Everyone else has come just to be seen
Oh I don't know these buildings I think I'm lost
In the perfect arc of time Develope a deadline These people are bricks Six feet stones Wrapped up in bones Such disappointment on the paper is writ
So i stand still boring and bored Fetching my eye again Against the wall At the end At the close Would you be good enough to take me home 'cause I don't know these buildings I think I am lost 'cause I don't know these building I think I am lost
Would you Would you would you be good enough to take me home? Would you Would you would you be good enough to take me home? Would you Would you would you be good enough to take me home? Would you Would you would you be good enough to take me home?