Streetlamp Cold Songtext
von Buñuel

The street lamp is cold and
You′re unsure if they even call them that anymore
The steam clouds from your mouth
And the shadow of the light lights you so bright
And the dark ringed like a halo
Or a spot on stage
Like you're all the rage
And on this cruise you are
And to reach you they are
Both very near and very far
To everything and anything And most importantly to their car
Where it is warm inside
And where it hides
Somewhere inside your ride
Or a spot on the ground
As everyone looks around and around
The lady or the tiger
Which door and which wager
On this spot on the stage
Like you′re all the rage