The Beheading of St. John the Baptist Day Lyrics

It's the beheading of St. John the baptist day
And you're taking in all that you can
You're humming a blue Gershwin rhapsody
While you're stuck in the turnstiles
Blood on your hands

I think I should get an apartment
A place I can finally lie down
My own personal stylized compartment
Where I can look at your picture
And drink till I drown

While Puff the magic dragon
Was drowning in the bay
You and Jackie Paper
Grabbed the cash and got away

I think that I could have phrased better
These words that I spit in your face
Now you're wearing your pride like a sweater
And I'm all bundled up
In a shroud of disgrace

Roll away-
Life is so easy when you're living alone
Roll away-
There's gin in the freezer-nobody's home

I think I'll get back to the city
For a buck I'll see Jupiter's moon
They're red and they're blue and they're green
And they're pretty
Out on west 22nd and 8th avenue

Roll away-
Life is so easy when you're living alone
Roll away-
There's gin in the freezer-nobody's home
Roll away-
Life tastes so special when you're living in sin
Like those lttle french candies
In those little french tins

It's the beheading of St. John the Baptist Day...