I leave this old town coz it makes me diseased With my rauchy bag full of wasted dreams My heart is raped and my soul is abused They took my pride, I’ve got nothing to lose What if my way is not long enough What if I’ve not done my stuff Lying underneath the sky My comb is the wind and my coat is the night Drink my booze with Lucifer Won’t take my turn for the better I take his hand coz I won’t walk alone But my shadow will disappear before it’s dawn I take a look at the boys in the pub They drink coz they’re happy, I drink coz I’m lost Sit on the top of a small garbage heap Scrape out myself and just weep Lying underneath the sky My comb is the wind and my coat is the night Drink my booze with Lucifer Won’t take my turn for the better And we’re all loking for love…