At bar closing time
The wire artist
Talks about the glories
Of his own shadow
So many years have past
Since the golden days
When he was on the front page
Of all the papers
Capital of the kingdom
Of fat lies,
They were all good boys
And now who remembers...
And now that everything is over
Now that your life has taken a plummet
Who will love you now?
Who will love you now?
And now that the light of day
Shines in your pupils
Who will believe your story?
Who will believe your story?
In the honour of truth
Taller towers did fall
Now search for a sign
In the angels from heaven.
Capital of the kingdom
Of fat lies,
When the fresh air blows
Let's see if they take them.
And now that everything is over
Now that your life has taken a plummet
Who will love you now?
Who will love you now?
And now that the light of day
Shines in your pupils
Who will believe your story?
Who will believe your story?
They were all good boys
And now who remembers?
And now that everything is over
Now that your life has taken a plummet
Who will love you now?
Who will love you now?
And now that the light of day
Shines in your pupils
Who will believe your story?
Who will believe your story?