New Year's Eve

(альбом: The Good Life - 1999)

New Year's Eve
Fine, dark suits
Paper hats
The grand salutes

Your tear-stained speech
And your wounded eyes
Your frail attempts
To be remembered

Takes me down
It dries me out
Shoves me around
Blows my flame out

The moon is on
And the morning lurks
But the mood is gone
With fireworks
I lost my faith
In New Year's Eve

Serpentines
Cheap cigars
Sparking wine
Fallen stars

Takes me down
Dries me out
Shoves me around
Blows my flame out

And the moon is on
The morning lurks
But the mood is gone
With fireworks
I lost my faith
In New Year's Eve

It's time to quit
And start again
Only God knows
What we're celebrating