Spirit Of The West - Frankfurt I'm Sorry lyrics

Pushers and junkies and cheap hotel flunkies Pulled the day down through the floor Arrival, departure, and, very soon after No one knows Stanley Cup scores Frankfurt I'm sorry for the telling of lies cursed all your children and blackened their eyes On through the arches the army then marches On it's stomach as everyone knows To quote famous speeches, it's "back to the beaches" and the landing craft waiting to go Frankfurt I'm sorry for the telling of lies cursed all your children and blackened their eyes Frankfurt I'm sorry for the mud and the stones Spat on your children and rattled old bones Waiting in ambush, crushed on the first push We fled from the foe we create Our war on this town a mistake we found Our fears all get rash and inflate Frankfurt I'm sorry for the telling of lies Cursed all your children and blackened their eyes Frankfurt I'm sorry for the mud and the stones Spat on your children and rattled old bones We can't stay here where the sheep are all black Dogs are all strays and they run in a pack We can't stay here there are clothes on the floor The bed's still warm, and there's no lock upon the door Frankfurt I'm sorry for the telling of lies Cursed all your children and blackened their eyes Frankfurt I'm sorry may we make amends We drank to your pleasures and danced in the end in the end in the end