David Keenan - Cobwebs

I'm off to meet an Estonian
Girl by the Panama Cafe
I'd give up the cigarettes if she asked me
I'm obliging that way

There's a wino barking at the pan flute
Player at the top of Jervis Street
Urging him to get a real job
Head bowed I smile at the irony

And the air today is moist, heavy with rain
Feels like I'm walking through cobwebs
Oh, oh, oh

Long story short she informed me of my flaws
As the Russian dolls smashed
Against the bedroom wall
Come away from the window ledge
You'll catch your death of cold and
Be no use to anyone

Come away, come away
Come away from the window ledge
You'll catch your death of cold and
You'll be no use to anyone least of all me

And the air tonight is moist
And heavy with rain and we'll play good cop
Bad cop again

Feels like I'm walking through cobwebs

Written by:
David Keenan

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