Songtext von Red Wine, Success!

He pours the wine into his coffee cup The jazz has dropped, its time to pick it up 2:30 he rolls out of this brass at last Terrence love is barking something crass Each night a thousand stairs go up both ways Soul and colour peeking through his sleeves M's down at the coast its too late for busses run Slides into his headphones, sleeps to solo monk Success, success, his smile is saccharine Glamorous he's pouring pancho's gin Lives hes life a painful and lovely day In the history of a great pregnancy Squat public library checking out "the trial" Strolls to the pier to gather his thoughts Squat public library checking out "the trial" Strolls to the pier to gather his thoughts He's talking to himself about it He don't get upset, get upset He can't sleep He'll have another ciggarette He don't get upset, get upset