Auberge
On the hard fast trainOn the road to gainSomething gets right through to your telling boneThere's a sudden itchAn electric twitchSometimes I swear this body's got a mind of it's own
This is the naked truthThis is the lightThere's only one place left to goAuberge
You meet the silent typeOn a windy trailWith a shiny cloak and an unseen silver daggerYou can talk till you acheGive yourself one more breakYou can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn't matter
This is the naked truthThis is the lightThere's only one place left to goAuberge
Give me a weekendGive me a dayDon't like what I'm seeing though I hear what you sayThink with a daggerAnd you'll die on your kneesBegging for mercySinging please mister please
This is the naked truthThis is the lightThere's only one place left to goAuberge