American Music Club Windows On The World
I said to my friend Kid, “I know I’m just a tourist but
It’s your New York duty to turn my tourist frown upside down.”
So he took me to a party for fire-eaters; we did drugs in the toilet
Yeah, we were so downtown
I said, “Will there be a band? God I hope not.
Isn’t it beautiful, doesn’t it feel like the end of the world?
I mean, you can already see the ruins start to grow
The end of the world’s gonna be beautiful
Later on I said to Kid, “hey look at me, look at me
I’m on the top of the world with a free beer”
He said, “don’t worry my dear, they’ll let any trash in here”
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
I remember trying to bore the bored barmaid
I said, “you know babe from here you can see forever”
She said, “yeah I know, I got it made, here’s your f..ckin’ beer
I love that look, it’s so unabomber”
I said to Kid, “we’ll build these beautiful tombs and then the dead will trap us inside”
He said, “Mark if you’re so god damn smart tell me why tourists always wanna get so high”
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
If I snap my fingers what will I get
If I snap my fingers what will I get
If I snap my fingers what will I get
That’s right, anything I want
Anything I want
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
At the windows on the world
