I was down in Amsterdam Almost hurt myself to death I pushed myself so hard Just like the red light girls Well, I cried and stopped to smile I thought that my career is over And the dealer boys They had to bring me water I stumbled over mountains And the shadows of the street I fell into the river, I cried and begged for mercy And I talked to God on the telephone But I really can't tell you what He told me But it was a lie And no I really can't tell you what He told me But it was a lie When I came to in Amsterdam The hotel showed a movie With Marlon Brando and his friend Pacino Well, I thought that this is nice And I'm sure I can relax now But suddenly the room was full of demons I escaped through the window Almost ran a mile away I had nowhere to go so I cried and begged for mercy And I talked to God on the telephone But I really can't tell you what He told me But it was a lie And no I really can't tell you what He told me But it was a lie But nothing seems to matter In this lonesome, dirty town But for a short brief moment I thought she was the one And she and I were fighting About sex, love and TV That's why I had to get down And talk to God on the telephone But I really can't tell you what He told me But it was a lie No I really can't tell you what He told me But it was a lie © EMI MUSIC PUBLISHING SCANDINAVIA AB; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com