Nightratsong Songtext

Franz Nicolay

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Nightratsong Songtext
It's a clear day down on Second Avenue
I'm staring at the wall and dreaming
I don't have a view
Neither I nor him or you
Has any clue of what to do
I'm fidgety and nervous
I can't help thinking of you

My throat is getting tight
I'm waiting for someone to call
If I could afford the bill
I'd put my fist through this wall
I got eight thousand records
I'm gonna have to scrap them all
'Cause right now not a word of them
Is any use to me at all

Cash in your chips while you can
The pot is getting full
Even if I had something to add
I'd never make it through the door
I'm too tired to turn out the light
No strength to start a fight
But it's alright

I got a desperate streak inside me
That I gave up trying to hide
As it is I'm getting better at saying
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm alright"
And less and less I mind
If you don't care that it's a lie
What the hell, I'm still alive
Who'd notice if I died?

Cash in your chips while you can
The pot is getting full
Even if I had something to add
I'd never make it through the door
'Cause I'm too tired to turn out the light
No strength to start a fight
But it's alright

I spend my days in the dark
I spend my nights in the light
In a city full of scapegoats
I stay safely out of sight
And if there's something that needs doing
If there's something you need done
I'l sidle up next to your savior
I'll tell him he's the one

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