Maniaq

I've had my fill of ugly words
I've had my fill of lies
When the only truth or beauty now
Is deep within your thighs
The roses are in bloom my dear
I haven't any fear
That you'll love me
Like you did last year

Look at me
Do you see
A man against the world
But don't look at me
And see an unhappy man
With some powder and some paint
And the patience of a saint
I'm still here

My life's not over yet
I'm not up there on the shelf
I've found someone to love
Apart from just myself

I've had my fill of bitterness
I've had my fill of dirt
I've had enough of emptiness
I've had enough of hurt
I think we'll get the last laugh
If we don't break down and cry

And find the joke's
On you and I
Look at us
Do you see us in a burlesque show
Look at us are we in vaudeville
We've tasted every thrill
Every powder every pill
And we're still here

I've had enough of broken cups
I've had enough of scenes
Of other people's laughter
When we go through our routines
The lilies aren't in season
So I've no reason to fear
That you'll love me like you
Did last year
That you'll love me like you
Did last year
That you'll love me like you
Did last year

W przepelnionym tramwaju siedzi blady, siny wymeczony student. Pod oczami sine cienie, przez lewa reke przewieszony plaszcz.
Wsiada staruszka. Student ustepuje jej miejsca i lapie sie uchwytu. Staruszka siada, ale zaniepokojona przyglada sie studentowi:
- Przepraszam, mlody czlowieku! To bardzo ladnie z zrobil mi pan miejsce, ale pan tak blado wyglada. Moz pan chory? Moz... niech lepiej pan siada. Nie jest panu slabo?
- Alez nie, nie! Niech pani siedzi. Ja tylko, widzi pani, jade na egzamin, a cala noc sie uczylem bo mam srednia 4,6 i chce ja utrzymac.
- No to moz da mi pan chociaz ten plaszcz do potrzymania?
- A, nie! Nie moge! Zreszta to nie jest plaszcz. To kolega. On ma srednia 5.0.

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