Waterhole (expresso Bongo)

<br>Track 6 of _Misplaced Childhood_<br>When the taxis gather in mock Solemnity.<br>Funeral hearses court the death in virginity,<br>Was it paradise lost or paradise found?<br>Did we gain respect or were we holding ground?<br>You had found true love, or so you believed<br>And the wideboys tattooed your hearts upon their sleeves.<br>So when you think it`s time to go,<br>when you think it`s time to go,<br>Don`t be surprised, the heroes never show.<br>And the patter merchants selling false impressions,<br>Tipping eyes at the waitress with American expressions,<br>Tie angels to the bar with sweet Martini`s and their charms<br>They`re lying on every word and every arm<br>They`re turning down their noses to the best lines<br>And the cheap wines.<br>And the wideboys,<br>They wear their lovebites for their crimes.<br>So when you think it`s time to go,<br>when you think it`s time to go,<br>Don`t be surprised, the heroes never show.