I'm walking alone along the railroad track
There are no projects in my head
I'm kicking a small tin can
There is no hope in my head
I feel bad in the country and in the city as well
Maybe I'm a bit too fragile
(chorus)
Hello mommy, it hurts
Momy, how did you make me, I'm so ugly
Hello mommy, it hurts
Hello mommy, it hurts
While smoking I end up feeling nauseous
I threw up my whole after-school snack
Parties, crazy nights among lucky people
now that I'm in the music hall business
I feel bad on the stage and off it too
Maybe I'm a bit too fragile
(chorus)
What I wanted was leaving a port on a sailboat,
navigating the stars at night
What I wanted was the horses, the revolver and the clowny hat
the beautiful Peggy from the saloon.
I feel bad as a though guy
and as a sweet kid as well
Maybe I'm a bit too dreamy
(chorus)
I'm walking alone along the railroad track
There are no projects in my head
I'm kicking a small tin can
There is no hope in my head
I feel bad in the country and in the city as well
Maybe I'm a bit too fragile
(chorus)