it seems like the bass got knocked out of its place when the tide rushed in and you made his bed for him you’ve been so down I’ve been messing around might head to berlin cos I can tell that I’m under your skin where have all the good men gone and where are you tonight? where have all the good men gone and where are you tonight? where have all the good men gone? it seems like a lifetime was lost in my bath where we sat debated that we should get out at all costs cos our fingers were wrinkling the way that they do yours looked like an old man’s and that’s not a way I wanna see you where have all the good men gone and where are you tonight? where have all the good men gone and where are you tonight? where have all the good men gone? you bend your back so far just to capture your own reflection guess narcissus didn’t hear the echo, I guess the wind was in the wrong direction I don’t care if you’re ugly, I don’t care if you’re mean, but just admit that you are you’ve taken this too far where have all the good men gone and where are you tonight? where have all the good men gone? where have all the good men gone? where have all the good men gone and where are you tonight
long jesse’s walking skin a bone he gets the ladies talking he’s such a big shot he’s such a big shot the smell of oil on his fingers he tried to wash them but the scent still lingers like a penny smells like a penny the sun beats down on the water the fishes feeding on last night’s slaughter thanks to jesse big thanks to jesse the seagulls all look famished someone used to feed them but last night she vanished and their breadcrumbs with their breadcrumbs jesse's got a date tomorrow but he can’t help feeling it might end sorrow just like last time hope it’s the last time jesse please let her be I don’t wanna see her floating beside me be a sweetheart oh be a sweetheart the sun sets at the quayside not a drop of oil inside the big tank inside the big tank