Innocent When We Dream (But Fuck It, We’re Rain Dogs)
at night we go to Cardinal, the biggest beer bar in Norway, to kiss Christmas goodbye. some of the women are unbelievable. there’s a Romanian girl who looks like a Russ Meyer starlet. E tries to talk her up, but gets shot down. A is an honest girl, and tells him he should try the old “hi, I’m a multimillionaire”-line. he strikes out again,
and we leave into the darkness of the Norwegian night. we’re middle aged and cast off and dying in the cold rain like dogs who’ve lost their way home. we’re rain dogs, goddamned rain dogs, but we’re innocent when we dream.
we’re rain dogs, but fuck it
we’re innocent when we dream.