Penultimo Songtext
von Blonde Redhead

Bowery is tame
Not the way it used to be
Kids come out of nowhere
Due to be beach

Prepared to tell
Nothing to see here (here)
Prepared to tell
Nothing to see here (here)

Hunger is strange
Keeps happening to me
The lady′s not a narc
She's just a lady

Prepared to fail
Fail to prepare
Prepared to fail
Fail to prepare


Wait at the corner
Meet me, you know where, I can hardly see
This side of glass
Men are chasing past
Without turning round
When′s your next show?
Should I even talk or hit him with a chain?

Something tells me you're wrong
In fact, you're very wrong
The more you see, walking
He′s not the man
Used to be

Prepared to fail
Fail to prepare
Prepared to fail
Fail to prepare

Wait at the corner
Meet me, you know where, I can hardly see
This side of glass
Men are chasing past
Without turning round
When′s your next show
Should I even talk or hit them with a chain?