GREAT APES LYRICS

"Rough In The Diamond (A Conversation Between Vesuvio And Specs)"

I can't sleep tonight (I can't either)
Let's lean to the street
Let's drink some ether
It was all popped collars and stiletto squeals
I like a man with calloused hands and a pen like steel

With friends like these who needs
A writer in the dark
The maritime and reckless
The urchins from the park
They'll cash us out
And drain the swill
But we've got each other
We've got cheap thrills

Where are all the Singletons?
Where's Barbary Lane?
Thrown out with the eighty sixed
But I can't complain
I've got postcards to read
I've got Corso's spite
Their stories steam from the storm drains
Beneath City Lights

With friends like these who needs
A writer in the dark
The maritime and reckless
The urchins from the park
They'll cash us out
And drain the swill
But we've got each other
We've got cheap thrills

I hear things are worse along the wharf
Where it's all regal bows and flying corks
I can hear our friends in the fog stirring
Staring down with thirsty eyes and slurring

Let's cope until we choke and try not to care
About that arrow's aim as we toast the air it tears
Here's to the dispossessed, caught in catastrophe
And new Bohemia, wherever it may be

Thanks to Danny M. for these lyrics

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