Dead end streets are where we dance. Dead end streets where our stories are told. No matter how hard we struggle & strive, we won’t get out of this world alive. So let’s just keep dancing, singing, drinking, smoking, buddy. Just keeping on!
ay, Fritsch, life is a dead end street after all, and so we live and love in those streets, we struggle and strive and fight and fuck our way through them, ay, Fritsch, life is a dead end street, buddy!