'Cause

Cause I lost my job

Two weeks before Christmas

And I talked to Jesus at the sewer

And the Pope said it was none of his God-damned business

While the rain drank champagne

My Estonian Archangel came and got me wasted

Cause the sweetest kiss I ever got

Is the one I've never tasted

Oh! But they'll take their bonus pay to Molly McDonald

Neon ladies, beauty is that which obeys, is bought or borrowed

Cause my heart's become a crooked hotel full of rumours

But it's I who pays the rent

For these fingered-face out-of-tuners

And I make 16 solid half hour friendships every evening

Cause your queen of hearts, who is half a stone

And likes to laugh alone is always threatening you with leaving

Oh but they play those token games on Willy Thompson

And give a medal to replace the son of Mrs. Annie Johnson

Cause they told me everybody's got to pay their dues

And I explained that I had overpaid them

So overdued I went to the company store

And the clerk there said that they had just been invaded

So I set sail in a teardrop and escaped beneath the doorsill

Cause the smell of her perfume echoes in my head still

Cause I see my people trying to drown the sun In weekends of whiskey sours

Cause how many times can you wake up in this comic book and plant flowers?