Pere Ubu Two Girls (one Bar)
In this bar the beer won't work on me.
In this bar beer don't work on me.
All the men that hang around they are prayin they are
free.
All the women that hang around are lookin for a Bukowski.
But the rails have turned to rust,
and I see you laughin at the sea.
E pluribus unum, honey - the dust will set us free.
Is that fire in your eye?
On another night -
On another world -
In another planetary system -
I mighta been your lover.
I might've been your friend.
I might've been something in your life.
But the rails have turned to rust,
and I see you laughing at the sea
E pluribus unum, honey - the dust will set us free.
Is that fire in your eye?
