Bottled Up In Cork

There was a resolution pending

On the united nations floor

In reference to the question

What's a peace keeping force for?

Who believed it would be solved in a day?

No one who walked out of that building

On the 8th of may

In their tired-suited, worn-eyed way

I got a message from my sister

She just had a kid

I had to get to copenhagen

To see how she did

My haircut startled a canadian

He called me a skid

Though the charge for roaming

International's well hid

Someone is listening on my phone

When I show up on the grid

Me, I'm just a loner

In a world full of kids, egos and ids

A year before and we were getting in

Getting bottled in cork

On television, congress crying

About abusing the pork

I told the bartender

We were all from new york

Sometimes the path of least resistance

Will gain you the most

More than trying to map the distances

Up and down the east coast

When you're in munich making music

Raise your glass and say, "probst"

Make it easy on your host

Over the mountains and far away

Your tribunal mockeries

Of justice still dog my steps

Until I see that next smiling face

A little good will goes a mighty long way

A little good will goes a mighty long way

I finally made it up to sweden

To see little dove

Some folk remembered our last meeting

And bore me no grudge

And from the bartender

Complementary mugs

Oh, if only I could stay a while

What am I afraid of?

All this psychic damage

Of all the years I'm made of

Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling in love

Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling in love

Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling in love