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(Let?s sing another song, boys,<br />this one has grown old and bitter).<br /><br />Ah his fingernails, I see they?re broken,<br />his ships they?re all on fire.<br />The moneylender?s lovely little daughter<br />ah, she?s eaten, she?s eaten with desire.<br />She spies him through the glasses<br />from the pawnshops of her wicked father.<br />She hails him with a microphone<br />that some poor singer, just like me, had to leave her.<br />She tempts him with a clarinet,<br />she waves a Nazi dagger.<br />She finds him lying in a heap;<br />she wants to be his woman.<br />He says, ?Yes, I just might go to sleep<br />but kindly leave, leave the future,<br />leave it open.? <br /><br />He stands where it is steep,<br />oh I guess he thinks that he?s the very first one,<br />his hand upon his leather belt now<br />like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner.<br />And she will learn to touch herself so well<br />as all the sails burn down like paper.<br />And he has lit the chain<br />of his famous cigarillo.<br />Ah, they?ll never, they?ll never ever reach the moon,<br />at least not the one that we?re after;<br />it?s floating broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends,<br />and it carries no survivors.<br />But lets leave these lovers wondering<br />why they cannot have each other,<br />and let?s sing another song, boys,<br />this one has grown old and bitter. <br /><br />(L. Cohen) Stranger Music, Inc.
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(Let?s sing another song, boys,<br />this one has grown old and bitter).<br /><br />Ah his fingernails, I see they?re broken,<br />his ships they?re all on fire.<br />The moneylender?s lovely little daughter<br />ah, she?s eaten, she?s eaten with desire.<br />She spies him through the glasses<br />from the pawnshops of her wicked father.<br />She hails him with a microphone<br />that some poor singer, just like me, had to leave her.<br />She tempts him with a clarinet,<br />she waves a Nazi dagger.<br />She finds him lying in a heap;<br />she wants to be his woman.<br />He says, ?Yes, I just might go to sleep<br />but kindly leave, leave the future,<br />leave it open.? <br /><br />He stands where it is steep,<br />oh I guess he thinks that he?s the very first one,<br />his hand upon his leather belt now<br />like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner.<br />And she will learn to touch herself so well<br />as all the sails burn down like paper.<br />And he has lit the chain<br />of his famous cigarillo.<br />Ah, they?ll never, they?ll never ever reach the moon,<br />at least not the one that we?re after;<br />it?s floating broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends,<br />and it carries no survivors.<br />But lets leave these lovers wondering<br />why they cannot have each other,<br />and let?s sing another song, boys,<br />this one has grown old and bitter. <br /><br />(L. Cohen) Stranger Music, Inc.
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