every day and every night
I follow lights they show me
the hopelessness of my life
drank so many shots of mezcal
that I can't remember
me, I am the drunkard you despise
when I'm the fellow staggerin' down
the streets of the night
tumbling is the way of life
to keep on walking
time is the time of my life time
cheers, cheerio and then good-bye
carcass, that is my name
you watch me now and are ashamed
of this lonesome broken heart
so fragile lies the bastard in the gutter
of saint julliet street

gutter, here I am

corroded soul is watching for
the one who wants to be the sponsor
of my next bottle: wine
but actually the motive of it all
is to get me some affection
dance is the dance of danse macabre
cheers, cheerio and then good-bye
dance is the dance of danse macabre
...of danse macabre
...of danse macabre


words: fülster
music: fülster