Into  the  alley

With  my  hurrying  hands

Over  the  ocean

With  my  clouded  head

Under  the  lady

With  her  swaying  sin

I  am  elated

with  my  coloring

Here's  to  the  ages

And  my  place  in  time

Woe  to  the  lonesome

Holding  my  place  in  line

And  to  the  sadists

Coming  on  so  straight

I  can't  relate  it

To  anything  you  can  say

And  outside  a  candle  light

Yes  I  know  who's  inside

I  hear  what  you're  saying  now

You've  painted  a  picture

And  pretty  well..