An itch, my eye 
Twitch like a memory 
Forgotten bars 
One of those cities 
One of those nights 
Everyone's darling 
Everyone's sweetheart 
Just this drink to hold my hand 
One glass of anything 
Anything cheap 
And I'm here just because 
Everyone else has come just to be seen 
Oh, I don't know these buildings 
I think I'm lost 
In the perfumed armpit of time 
Develop a debt now [?] 
These people are briggs [?] 
Six feet stones wrapped up in bow 
Such disappointment in the paper is read 
So I stand still, boring and bored 
Fetching my eye again 
Against the wall 
At the end, at the close 
Would you be good enough to take me home '
Cause I don't know these buildings 
I think I am lost '
Cause I don't know these buildings 
I think I am lost 
Would you, would you 
Would you be good enough to take me home 
Would you, would you 
Would you be good enough to take me home 
Would you, would you 
Would you be good enough to take me home 
Would you, would you 
Would you be good enough to take me home