See the best minds of my generation
Destroyed by pretension...

Wolves have a bad reputation
The lone stray dominates perception...

Listen as I turn up the sound
When you take that first look around...

GIRL
Lady...

Homeless derelict, say you used to be an angel
Fallen now but God won't let you go to Hell...

Nobody seems to want me nor to lend a helping hand
I'm on my way from 'Frisco, headin' back to Dixie...

Il y a du brouillard
Le ciel est couvert...

Fumble for my clothes in the dark
A familiar voice that breaks my heart...

Just like Honest Iago
My life is a sham...

If I could be the president's speech writer,
I could change things...

She looks at me like I'm stupid
She talks to me like I'm a child...

When I came to you I was drowning
Grasping at straws...