Mint Juleps and Needles Songtext
von Brenda Kahn

Next to the club where your girlfriend
Is dancing on the bar
I left a stain on your glass
You called it a scar

Speaking in tongues through tar-paved lungs
The boy fell off his chair
Too drunk to notice
And too lost to care

And you find that your life is a frustrated vision
Of Gauguins, Rodins, excellent diction
Mint juleps and needles don′t add up to wisdom
You're cracked, you′ve gone mad
Makes me so sad
I like you better than most of the men
I've had

He took my hand by the Charles
And said art is my only desire
Then spit out his drink
Headed back to the bar room choir


She said madness is triggered by sadness
And you slipped down the fire escape
And the rain on the roof tops is silenced
By sirens and violence
You walk like a man but your heart has been raped

And you find that your life is a frustrated vision
Of Gauguins, Rodins, excellent diction
Mint juleps and needles don't add up to wisdom
You′re cracked, you′ve gone mad
Makes me so sad
I like you better than most of the men
I've had

And next to the club where your girlfriend
Is dancing on the bar
I left a stain on your glass
You called it a scar

Half a glass of cognac
And a punch in the mouth
We are the people our parents warned us about
And he struck me like a matchstick
Only to prove
There′s really nothing at all I have to lose


And you find that your life is a frustrated vision
Of Gauguins, Rodins, excellent diction
Mint juleps and needles don't add up to wisdom
You′re cracked, you've gone mad
It′s hopelessly sad
I like you better than most of those men
I've had

And next to the club where your girlfriend
Sells herself on the bar
I left a stain on your glass
You called it a scar