In bars and in restaurants In the cheapest Paris fairground Each night he is found
With fury and handwringing Each night he’s singing Until he’s laughed out of town
Jazz band goes jingle jangle Vicious monkeys scramble To show their crippled teeth all worn down
He’s drunk and he’s obnoxious And then he’s feeling nauseous He spreads his faded blooms upon the ground
He’s drunk on his nirvana Asleep at the piano In this crazy celebration drowns
Jazz band goes jingle jangle Vicious monkeys gamble Shouting Merry Christmas and come on
The musicians they are leaving Here comes the end of evening But he can’t even raise his head to frown
And from the green fir branches A yellow angel drops down And says poor maestro you’ve lost your crown
They say you sang the tango In the brothels dens and night streets You’re a sad and tired clown
And up in the high heavens God extinguishes the candles And the yellow angel drownsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
