As the sun was coming up on the danube, the hotel room was alive

It's heart was beating hard as thunder, there were three of us

There for the night

And we were talking about the magnificent river of strauss

We were saying that nothing is sacred, it's everything else

We put a match to a candle and watched it flicker and spark

We just stared at ourselves until we couldn't keep our tired

Eyelids apart

Then someone (i think it was me) said: "somehow this is rich,

"we're sitting here on thr danube and nobody noticed the

Blue water bitch"



Ohh la la, it's fun to be so kitsch



We went out to the balcony, the danube a glorius flame

We tookpolaroid pictures and swore that we're never again going

To be the same

It was a moment when nothing was stirring save these two and me

And the clouds were beginning to gather and crash overhead from

The glorius sea



We swayed to and fro and talked of michaelangelo

And of how there was too much beauty here to take it in one go

Then from a corner a tap on the door put the room in a flood

There was god in my mind but the problem was water - not blood !



Ohh la la , it's fun to drink of blood



They ran around me, demented, white lightning flashed in their heads

I was getting bewildered, put on my armour, i was scared of

Attack from the reds

And with a pound lodged in mu nose i felt kind of rich and serene

I yelled: " lenny, come quick, get the other boy, take him out

Of this scene !"



When he disappeared, there was only lenny and me

And we hit on a thousand subjects at once in spite of the dusky

Beat

Then lenny opened his eye for a second and pulled down the blind

Saying: "go if you must but you know you'll a