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Sing Another Song, Boys
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Leonard Cohen
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Let's sing another song, boys This one has grown old and bitter Ah, his fingernails, I see they're broken His ships, they're all on fire The moneylender's lovely little daughter Ah, she's eaten, she's eaten with desire She spies him through the glasses From the pawnshops of her wicked father She hails him with a microphone That some poor singer, just like me had to leave her She tempts him with a clarinet She waves a Nazi dagger She finds him lying in a heap She wants to be his woman He says, "Yes, I just might go to sleep But kindly leave, leave the future, leave it open" He stands where it is steep Oh, I guess he thinks that he's the very first one His hands upon his leather belt now Like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner And she will learn to touch herself so well As all the sails burn down like paper And he has lit the chain Of his famous cigarillo Ah, they'll never, they'll never ever reach the moon At least not the one that we're after It's floating, broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends And it carries no survivors But let's leave these lovers wondering Why they cannot have each other And let's sing another song, boys This one has grown old and bitter
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