Santo Domingo

Come and meet me when the lights are low

You look half dead though I told you so

Play your rap song on the piano

Die happy in Santo Domingo

Come and meet me when the lights are low

You look half dead though I told you so

Play your rap song on the piano

Die happy in Santo Domingo

Bring you best brains and your dead girl's shoes

Cigarette changed, dressed in greens and blues

Leave your sick boy and his skinny friends

Suck the life from all those burlesque bends

Bring peaches and a kalaida-phone

We'll call and see if the stars are home

Play chopsticks on my guitar

Drive backwards in your one wheeled car

Come and meet me when the lights are low

You look half dead though I told you so

Play your rap song on the piano

Die happy in Santo Domingo

Come and meet me when the lights are low

You look half dead though I told you so

Play your rap song on the piano

Die happy in Santo Domingo

Bring your headcase and his jealous eyes

Simmer out, dog, in shirts and ties

Bring your sisters on day release

Ten green bottles and the island police

Play me some banjo, make me some noise

Take me for granted till my children got no choice

Pour me a little gravy, protect my muse

Torture me outta my dumb little mind and leave me all confused

Make my head swim

Come and meet me when the lights are low

You look half dead though I told you so

Play your rap song on the piano

Die happy in Santo Domingo

Come and meet me when the lights are low

You look half dead though I told you so

Play your rap song on the piano

Die happy in Santo Domingo

Come and meet me when the lights are low

You look half dead though I told you so

Play your rap song on the piano

Die happy in Santo Domingo

Come and meet me when the lights are low

You look half dead though I told you so

Play your rap song on the piano

Die happy in Santo Domingo