Go to Cyprus to work
But it's all like a joke
Every night all alone
Drinking whisky and wine
Hearing you on the phone..
Tranqualises are fine...
I have beautiful dreams...
I wear T-shirts & jeans
Read Bukowski all the time
And his words make me smile
I know life's full of shit
Death sometime I will meet
But I don't even care
Just drink one beer or pare
And I tell them - fuck off
I wake up 6 o'clock
In the morning I'll drink
One more whisky and sing
Songs that nobody knows
And my eyes are wide closed...
C-y-p-rus
© Copyright: Melody Nelson, 2003
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