I'm a Russian Jew American
Impersonating African Jamaican
What I want to be is an Indian
I'm gonna be cowboy in the end I guess
I bought a gun, because it impresses all the little girls I see
And then they all wanna sleep with me
Oh, where did we disappear
To the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where these people who impersonate our friends say
Come again. Come again. Come again.
Into the dark Italian underground
With disco lights and disco sounds
And skinny girls who drink champagne
Then they take me on their knees again
And pull me up and out the door past railway cars and tranny-whores
In 1970 some people got their hands on me
Now I am the king of everything
I am the king of nothing now
I am the king of everything
I am the king of nothing
Oh, where did we disappear
To the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where these people who impersonate our friends say
Come again. Come again. Come, Come again.
Oh, where did we disappear
To the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where they try to push you out to get you in
And all these people who impersonate our friends say
Come again. Come again. Come.
Come again. Come again. Come again.
Impersonating African Jamaican
What I want to be is an Indian
I'm gonna be cowboy in the end I guess
I bought a gun, because it impresses all the little girls I see
And then they all wanna sleep with me
Oh, where did we disappear
To the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where these people who impersonate our friends say
Come again. Come again. Come again.
Into the dark Italian underground
With disco lights and disco sounds
And skinny girls who drink champagne
Then they take me on their knees again
And pull me up and out the door past railway cars and tranny-whores
In 1970 some people got their hands on me
Now I am the king of everything
I am the king of nothing now
I am the king of everything
I am the king of nothing
Oh, where did we disappear
To the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where these people who impersonate our friends say
Come again. Come again. Come, Come again.
Oh, where did we disappear
To the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where they try to push you out to get you in
And all these people who impersonate our friends say
Come again. Come again. Come.
Come again. Come again. Come again.
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