Santo Domingo

Come and meet me when the lights are low
 You look half dead, though I told you so.
 Play your rap song on the piano
 Die happy Santo Domingo
 (repeat)
 Bring your best brains and your dead girl shoes.
 Cigarette changed, dressed in greens and blues
 Leave your sick boy and his skinny friends
 Suck the life from all those burlesque bends
 Bring peaches and a Kalaida-phone.
 We'll call and see if the stars are home.
 Play chopsticks on my guitar,
 Drive backwards in your one wheeled car
 Chorus
 Come and meet me when the lights are low.
 You look half dead, though I told you so.
 Play your rap song on the piano
 Die happy Santo Domingo.
 (x2)
 Bring your headcase and his jealous eyes
 Looks a right dog, in shirts and ties
 Bring your sisters on day release
 Ten green bottles and the eyelid police
 Bridge
 Play me some banjo make me some noise
 Take me for granted, tell my children got no choice
 Pour me a little gravy, protect my muse.
 Torture me outta my dumb little mind
 And leave me all confused
 Make my head swim.
 Chorus
 Come and meet me when the lights are low.
 You look half dead, though I told you so.
 Play your rap song on the piano,
 Die happy Santo Domingo
 (repeat)