frank black
you stared a while
then said to me
give me a smile
and aren't you having fun?
stood in my path
down in the street
i wouldn't laugh
and you looked so stunned
i think you
had no clue
i will be blue
like a hermit in its shell
like jesus christ on the hill
i'll be blue
we had a drink
i sang some songs
you had to think
i didn't know my place at all
please pardon me
for these my wrongs
and i will leave
but i won't put your party face on
like the reign of mastodon
like the alleys of old lyon