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He sits in the light of the carouselwith his children running 'round his kneesWhile the wind howls down through the fishing boat mastthe lights sway and the barkers freezeWell, his clothes are ragged and his smile is brightand the world he's in is only hisso let no fool come up and look at him and say,"How'd you get to be like this?Not even 30 yet and you're like this!"North Atlantic wind will warp our resting veinsIt will dissolve you finallyand naked you'll die, under the black sky, lost and aloneIn the all-night party at the chemical planteverybody's feeling grandThe Irish peasants haven't had this much funsince their ancestors fled the landA man with a hammer smashes down a walland everybody shouts, "Hooray!"and the virgins get taken in the shower stallswhere the cyanide comes up the drainsDon't call an ambulance if you can't payNorth Atlantic wind will warp our resting veinsIt'll put you back down in your placeand take that arrogant look off your faceNorth Atlantic wind will cut through bone and brainOh, be glad that you can still feel painbecause naked you'll die, under the black sky, lost and alone From Letras Mania