The Sting

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Tomorrow We'll See

The streets are wet
The lights have yet
To shed their tawdry luster on the scene
My skirt's too short
My tights have run
These new heels are killing me

My second pack of cigarettes
It's a slow night, but there's time yet
Here comes john from his other life
He may be driving to his wife
But he'll slow down take a look
I've learned to read them just like books
And it's already half past ten
But they'll be back again

Headlights in the rainy street
I check, make sure it's not the heat
I wink, I smile, I wave my hand
He stops and seems to understand
The small transaction we must make
I tell him that my heart will break
If he's not a generous man
I step into his van

They say the first is the hardest trick
And after that it's just a matter of logic
They have the money I have the time
Being pretty's my only crime
You ask what future do I see
I say it's really up to me
I don't need forgiving
I'm just making a living

Don't judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don't judge me
One more night I'll just have to take my chances
And tomorrow we'll see

A friend of mine, he wound up dead
His dress is stained the color red
The next of kin, no fixed abode
Another victim on this road
The police just carted him away
But someone took his place next day
He was home by Thanksgiving
But not with the living

Don't judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don't judge me
One more night I'll just have to take my chances

I know it's just not in my plan
For someone to care who I am

I'm walking the streets for money
It's the business of love, "hey honey,"
C'mon, don't leave me lonely, don't leave me sad
It'll be the sweetest five minutes you ever have

Don't judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don't judge me
One more night I'll just have to take my chances
And tomorrow we'll see

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Book of My Life

Let me watch by the fire and remember my days
And it may be a trick of the firelight
But the flickering pages that trouble my sight
Is a book I’m afraid to write

It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life
And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife
And it's all there to see as the section reveals
There's some sorrow in every life

If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze
Then I won't understand 'til the end of my days
I’m still forced to remember,
Remember the words of my life

There are promises broken and promises kept
Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept
There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess
If I lose everything that I possess
There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die
There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry
There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies.

Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In the book of my life

There's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons
There are pages of conflicts that nobody won
And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat,
There's a page where we fail to meet

There are tales of good fortune that couldn't be planned
There's a chapter on god that I don't understand
There's a promise of heaven and hell but I’m damned if I see

Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In the book of my life

Now the daylight's returning
And if one sentence is true
And all these pages are burning
And all that's left is you

Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In the book of my life

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Another Day

Every day that goes by, a new hungry baby starts to cry
Born astride a painful grave, drowned in hunger's tidal wave
Pick a child that you can save, it'd be the only one
If Africa escapes starvation, not only food but education
The desert grows with every minute, trapping everybody in it
All the children look the same, they wonder why they came

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
Harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by

Every day that goes by, a brand new missile points towards the sky
We're survivors of a game of chance, beneath an arms race avalanche
If you survive this winter's cold, you'd be the only one
If we escape annihilation, not only hope but education
The world is ruled by (?), adding to their weapon piles
Imagine what your taxes buy, we hardly ever try

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
Harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by

Oh that this too sullied flesh would melt and resolve into a dew
Suffocating lassitude, drowning in my platitude
Trapped by insecurities, I'm not the only one
If I survive this dislocation, have to use my education
The world is ruled by (?), adding to their weapon piles
Imagine what your taxes buy, we hardly ever try

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
Harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by

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Russians

In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets
Mr. Krushchev said we will bury you
I don't subscribe to this point of view
It would be such an ignorant thing to do
If the Russian love their children too

How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy
There is no monopoly of common sense
On either side of the political fence
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too

There is no historical precedent
To put words in the mouth of the president
There's no such thing as a winnable war
It's a lie we don't believe anymore
Mr. Reagan says we will protect you
I don't subscribe to this point of view
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too

We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
What might save us me and you
Is that the Russians love their children too

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"Epilouge (Nothing 'Bout Me)"


Lay my head on the surgeon's table
Take me fingerprints if you are able
Pick my brains, pick my pockets
Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets
Run every kind of test from A to Z
And you'll still know nothing 'bout me

Run my name through your computer
Mention me in passing to your college tutor
Check my records, check my facts
Check if I paid my income tax
Pore over everything in my C.V.
But you'll still know nothing 'bout me
You'll still know nothing 'bout me

You don't need to read no books on my history
I'm a simple man, it's no big mystery
In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove
At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love

Search my house with a fine tooth comb
Turn over everything 'cause I won't be at home
Set up your microscope and tell me what you see
You'll still know nothing 'bout me