(... in the city of the dead)



I won't stay awake if I can't kiss your fingers

The creole porter misses you but I don't

It's like Saint Peter said in the city of the dead

The creole porter misses you but I don't



It's like Saint Louis said in the city of the dead







So stop your talking in my dreams

I won't stay married 'cause you won't stay buried

Stop your talking in my dreams



I think of all the dead girls

I think of all the dead girls