rather than you
she said
i prefer solitude
rather the company
i prefer cigarettes
even los angeles
suffers occasionally
do you have somewhere to stay?
but no more love songs
not for me
i gave er whisky
and she gave me everything
there was a boy
she said
beautiful
eloquent
he went to spain
and where he went
she went
no joan of arc
she was broken discarded
and that was a long time ago
still
no more love songs
no more love songs
still
you might as well live
i'll drink to harmony
peace and disarmament
i'll dance the victory waltz
but no more love songs
no more