Alba s touto skladbou:
Storyville,
Tell me about my brothers
And show me where they've gone
Tell me how these lovers
All turned fighters one by one
You can talk to me of lawyers
And Marches by the poor
You can tell me all about Johnny
He went marching off to war
Stoney days, rainy nights
Mister is the coast still clear
I miss the malls and the neon lights
And I miss that oly beer
Holy Moses, holey shoes
Is that all that you can get for me
This tattoo says "I'm born to lose"
And my mama watched it on a colour TV
Stoney days, and rainy nights
Well, we all burned out papers
And we all raised our fists
But they got us sooner or later
Stuck us right in the middle of this
Hey! Stoney days, rainy nights
Mister is the coast still clear
I miss the malls and the neon lights
And I miss that oly beer
Holy Moses, holey shoes
Is that all that you can get for me
This tattoo says "I'm born to lose"
And my mama watched it on a colour TV
There's a band out playin' some marching song
Supposed to get us all up on our feet
As the caissons still go rollin' along
Rollin' over everybody they meet
In the stoney days, and the rainy nights
In the stoney days, and the rainy nights
And I wish somebody would tell me:
What we're here for
I wish somebody would sell me
Some idea worth dyin' for
In the stoney days, and the rainy nights
In the stoney days, and the rainy nights
Well ...
In the stoney days, and the rainy nights ...
