Jon Fratelli - Baby, we're refugees! lyrics

Well the red light fades and the sun won't shine Try to chase those ghosts from this heart of mine And the red town lady said she'd save me cryin' Take me down where the people carry roses Take me down where the street signs know me inside out Well the cheap red wine is the kind I love the best Makes the days pa** by in a magical mess And the red town lady lets my soul confess Take me down with your money and your roses Take me down where the night comes crashing through the window Look out boy, take a back seat and make them enjoy The sound of this hopeless mess Spend their money, watch them undress Their soul in a furious fire, round the tin can smoke out the liar And me, in a jealous hurricane They won't forget your name Carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my door? Oh won't you carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my window? Carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my door? Oh won't you carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my window? Carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody take this pain from my window? Carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my door?