Jo The Waiter

Jo the waiter worked for me
Serving wine in basement bars
Only madmen ever stay, «got no time»
If you’re mindless please take mine
Jo the waiter held me close
Behind the door marked `gentlemen'
Just for now that’s all I need
Won’t someone call me `friend'?
Long gone, I recall good times
I must confess, I cried
We burned out and the line went dead
At six o’clock I felt so alone
I crawled inside, where else to go?
I could be dead for all you know
Everyday I died for you
Valium boys with painted eyes
Young men need love special
I don’t think I want it at all
Long gone, I recall good times
I must confess, I cried
Me, I’ve retired to a back street flat
Picture `eyes in a cold steel frame'
The freaks arrive, broken needles and blood
«What you on, man, to get those eyes?»
It’s very touching, I’m so close to me
False smiles I’ve rehearsed for days
Come inside, you won’t know I’m wrong
Give me your heart, I’m so quickly gone