No cure to these digital desires. But a Tom Waits tune, booze & women to get us through all these lonely nights. Just to wake up & find us alone again. That’s rock’n'roll, Kaptein. That’s true, brother. That’s gritty, dirty & great, buddy! And it’s another wild ride to somewhere we’re already been but we discover new each time we return.
ay, Fritsch, no cure for those late nights, huh, but as long as the band plays and the girls keep on dancing an old stagehand doesn’t complain, buddy, an old stagehand doesn’t complain.
No cure to these digital desires. But a Tom Waits tune, booze & women to get us through all these lonely nights. Just to wake up & find us alone again. That’s rock’n'roll, Kaptein. That’s true, brother. That’s gritty, dirty & great, buddy! And it’s another wild ride to somewhere we’re already been but we discover new each time we return.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
ay, Fritsch, no cure for those late nights, huh, but as long as the band plays and the girls keep on dancing an old stagehand doesn’t complain, buddy, an old stagehand doesn’t complain.
sound as ever, pal. sound as ever!
Viva!