BALLAD OF A SALESMAN WHO SOLD HIMSELF

There was moonlight and laughter
That danced on the sands
And bloodstained pianos
Are played without hands

Such a promising music
Sweet whispers and dreams
From a travelling window,
The salesman who screamed.

Moonlight, Saturday night
It's now or never
Oh play Stormy Weather,
for me, for me.

I lived in the flower shop
Called "Love is So Sweet!"
And I get all my kicks
From the customers' feet.

Well, I'm just a stranger,
None stranger than I.
My head in the quicksand
My feet in the sky.



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