The night's taken over the town,
And I can hear the leak in my shower,
The water trickling down,
Them old and rusty brass pipes,
I'm sittin' up on the bed,
Smokin' away at a cigarrete,
Wishing myself away far off to the shores of the Senne,
Je ne veux regreter rien,
And though I ain't got much,
To brag about,
I've got friends and relations,
I could not do without,
A matress on the floor,
And a foolish dream,
Don't need much more,
To sail this ole canue up that stream,
The day is long,
And even longer is the night,
When you ain't got no one,
To hold you fast and tight,
To tell you in so sweet a way
Everything's gonna be alright,
To find you when you're lost,
In dark haunted forests, under the night,
I can just feel it fludding my bones,
Seeping like heroin into a vein,
The cold harsh kick of realising you're on your own,
Out in the wild with the world going insane,
The night's taken over the town,
And I can hear the leak in my shower,
The water trickling down,
Them old and rusty brass pipes,
I'm sittin' up on the bed,
Smokin' away at a cigarrete,
Wishing myself away far off to the shores of the Senne,
Je ne veux regreter rien,
I wanna sail up that river
Sink down to the bottom,
And there under the stars,
Wash away my scars,
It's not been long since last, my home I did see,
Since I kissed momma goodbye,
And see what it could offer to a scoundrel like me,
This big ole' world that's passing us by,
The night's taken over the town,
And I can hear the leak in my shower,
The water trickling down,
Them old and rusty brass pipes,
I'm sittin' up on the bed,
Smokin' away at a cigarrete,
Wishing myself away far off to the shores of the Senne,
Je ne veux regreter rien,
ARealRock'N'Rolla
And I can hear the leak in my shower,
The water trickling down,
Them old and rusty brass pipes,
I'm sittin' up on the bed,
Smokin' away at a cigarrete,
Wishing myself away far off to the shores of the Senne,
Je ne veux regreter rien,
And though I ain't got much,
To brag about,
I've got friends and relations,
I could not do without,
A matress on the floor,
And a foolish dream,
Don't need much more,
To sail this ole canue up that stream,
The day is long,
And even longer is the night,
When you ain't got no one,
To hold you fast and tight,
To tell you in so sweet a way
Everything's gonna be alright,
To find you when you're lost,
In dark haunted forests, under the night,
I can just feel it fludding my bones,
Seeping like heroin into a vein,
The cold harsh kick of realising you're on your own,
Out in the wild with the world going insane,
The night's taken over the town,
And I can hear the leak in my shower,
The water trickling down,
Them old and rusty brass pipes,
I'm sittin' up on the bed,
Smokin' away at a cigarrete,
Wishing myself away far off to the shores of the Senne,
Je ne veux regreter rien,
I wanna sail up that river
Sink down to the bottom,
And there under the stars,
Wash away my scars,
It's not been long since last, my home I did see,
Since I kissed momma goodbye,
And see what it could offer to a scoundrel like me,
This big ole' world that's passing us by,
The night's taken over the town,
And I can hear the leak in my shower,
The water trickling down,
Them old and rusty brass pipes,
I'm sittin' up on the bed,
Smokin' away at a cigarrete,
Wishing myself away far off to the shores of the Senne,
Je ne veux regreter rien,
ARealRock'N'Rolla
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