As the sun was coming up on the danube, the hotel room was alive
It's heart was beating hard as thunder, there were three of us
There for the night
And we were talking about the magnificent river of strauss
We were saying that nothing is sacred, it's everything else
We put a match to a candle and watched it flicker and spark
We just stared at ourselves until we couldn't keep our tired
Eyelids apart
Then someone (i think it was me) said: "somehow this is rich,
"we're sitting here on thr danube and nobody noticed the
Blue water bitch"

Ohh la la, it's fun to be so kitsch

We went out to the balcony, the danube a glorius flame
We tookpolaroid pictures and swore that we're never again going
To be the same
It was a moment when nothing was stirring save these two and me
And the clouds were beginning to gather and crash overhead from
The glorius sea

We swayed to and fro and talked of michaelangelo
And of how there was too much beauty here to take it in one go
Then from a corner a tap on the door put the room in a flood
There was god in my mind but the problem was water - not blood !

Ohh la la , it's fun to drink of blood

They ran around me, demented, white lightning flashed in their heads
I was getting bewildered, put on my armour, i was scared of
Attack from the reds
And with a pound lodged in mu nose i felt kind of rich and serene
I yelled: " lenny, come quick, get the other boy, take him out
Of this scene !"

When he disappeared, there was only lenny and me
And we hit on a thousand subjects at once in spite of the dusky
Beat
Then lenny opened his eye for a second and pulled down the blind
Saying: "go if you must but you know you'll a