it does not matter if we all die,
ambition in the back of a black car
in a high building there is so much to do
going home time
a story on the radio

dead cats dead rats
...
you know the day destroy the night
night divides the day
break on through to the other side

say your prayers little one
don't forget me my son
to include everyone
tuck you in warm within
keep you free from sin
till the sandman he comes

big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are
you well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are .
and when your hand is on your heart,
you are nearly a good laugh.
almost a joker

dans le port d'Amsterdam
y'a des marins qui boivent
et qui boivent et reboivent
et qui reboivent encore
ils boivent à la santé des jolies dames
.............

I heard a siren on the docks
saw a train set the night on fire
I smelled the spring on the smokey wind
dirty old town, dirty old town