THE BALLAD OF THE SAD CAFÉ
(Casino Steel) Steelworks Publishing

As the concrete angels spread their legs
The barmaid says: Last call!
A lonely hooker's blood-stained eyes
Stares empty pon the wall
A drunkard stumbles down the stairs
The jukebox' broken down
And a sailor says he'll buy the next round

Harper Valley's Mrs. Johnson
Looks grey with shaggy hair
In the corner by the jukebox
There's an empty, dirty chair
Where Gary used to sit and cry
Before he went away
The Ballad of the sad café

Where the heart is a lonely hunter
Where you hardly ever see a smiling face
And your pals have names like Daniels and Walker
And life is like an endless maze

Hey, that's Tom Waits playing piano in the corner
By the dartboard you can see Jack Dempsey's face in a frame
A midget claims he didn't hear
The barmaid say Last Call!
As the hooker falls asleep by the wall

Voulez Vous says the Cajun girl
And wriggles up the stairs
A gentleman behind her
Has got his eyes filled with tears
And no-one seems to have noticed
What Jesus had to say
The Ballad of the sad café

Where the heart..