Music will soothe me
I'm always broke
desperate
but I'm not breaking
I need a break
but baby
I won't get a break
This city's rhythm
kills me
makes me blue
And yet I hope
this music
will soothe me
Tell me tell me tell me that it's worth a bet
I don't have a clue how to make it work
Tell me tell me tell me that it's working now
that there is a point,
that it's not a lie
I lost the count
of worries
I'm always worried
I'm losing time
working
I gotta work
But I hold on
to basements
to strange places
I gotta hope
this music will soothe me
Tell me tell me tell me that it's worth a bet
I don't have a clue how to make it work
Tell me tell me tell me that it's working now
that there is a point, that it's not a lie
Oh we gotta move it on ...
(It won't work out
it's all the same).