St. John (St. Jean)

The Bousbir of Casablanca...
 The Casbah of Algiers...
 Even the Barrio Chino of Barcelona
 Could only boast of second place
 Next to you...
 The harbour of the world
 The secrets of a girl
 The labours of a friend
 A place to live the dream
 To musical machines
 Never seen again...
 Saint John, your temples are broken
 Saint John, your sacraments are unspoken
 Saint John, your congregation has gone
 But your testament lives on
 Saint John
 So they cleaned you up
 They tried to break your soul
 They took away your heart
 In that winter cold - and now
 You're just a memory of a broken home
 From a history book
 To a field of ashes and stone...
 To build upon your grave
 A place without a face
 A place without a heart
 But once, you sold your dreams
 To musical machines
 Never seen again...
 (Repeat chorus)
 Les piano mecaniques
 Jouent pour les marins
 Dans le port de Marseille
 Dans les bars a Putains*
 Like a thousand souls of young lost girls
 Disappearing like star-dust
 Into the clouds
 On this - the final journey
 Never to be seen again...
 (Repeat chorus)
 Saint John
 Saint John
 Saint John.