He’s a man of the grain
Wears his robe of burly pain
Bowls the town for alcohol
Chewed up his name and he sold it all
Perched it up for sale
He turned the light out
He turned the sign down farewell goodnight
The awning falls flat and the clocks are spinning
Bowl the town for alcohol you are what i need
He resides in a carnival turns the pages
And mocks it all he’s a martyr with a wide rope
Turns his head to watch it fall
Hacked his hand through the toil
He’s a product of failed love
(Chorus) Ki ayisien kap di'm map mache New-York san fezi (Which haitian says i walk…
A life to call our own That is ours alone Is as hard as hell…
Hey, hey one fine day you're going away ooh what do you say, little girl.…
Solid shades of passions lie With countless eyes to stare your sleep Wallow in terror…
Du bist meine Schöpfung, meine Kreatur, durch meinen Geist erdacht, durch meine Hand geformt: Dein…
Bir iki dert dert üstüne dert Bir iki dert dert üstüme dert Aşk üstüme aşk…