Ballad Of A Salesman Who Sold Himself

There was moonlight and laughter
That danced on the sands
And bloodstained pianos
Are played without hands

Such a promising music
Sweet whispers and dreams
From a travelling window
The salesman who screamed

Moonlight, saturday night
It's now or never
Oh play stormy weather
For me, for me

I lived in the flower shop
Called "love is so sweet!"
And I get all my kicks
From the customers' feet

Well, I'm just a stranger
None stranger than I
My head in the quicksand
My feet in the sky

I was carefully crazy
When playing the game
'cause business is business
And I'm not to blame

Climb on my back
It's a wet afternoon;
A bottle of booze
A bit of a tune to sing;
Goodbye, everything;
Goodbye, everything....