All along the riverbank nobody seems to know They heard nothing, saw even less of the hunger in their souls Safety first or safety last, I wish I could have helped Those poor unfortunate widows standing Waiting for their sailor boys Old Madame Nhu, yes madame knew Yes madame knew
Down they came to look around, 'round that riverbank For names or numbers or anything they could find Written there on the wall 'Cause somebody seemed to know But no one was prepared to tell Anything they'd learnt to love about long ago Anything at all they'd learnt to love long ago
[Bridge:] With the cold people getting colder Like babysitters in their graves Satisfied as heretic vicars passing on Send them running on ahead, picking up the windy trash instead Like foulmouthed people, open heart surgery creatures Crawling back inside of you
All along the riverbank, nobody will ever know What fools and their monies, what sailors and their honeys Got stung one evening there 'Cause the stones around their necks Are the stones on the riverbank Stones around their necks are stones on the riverbankTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
