In the End

Lyrics

A modern version of the ol' can-can Has the world in single file And in the end as at the start And in the end is where it smarts In the end, we bent our friends And had ourselves a time Pretending boots and backsides rhyme Babies just don't die much anymore Close the doors and go to sleep Can't see the forest for the tree stumps That I dance on tenderly In the end, we danced and sang And banged on tambourines It was a tribute to the trees Wake up with a word stuck in your mind Say it once too many times Feels like that first time years ago You saw yourself on video In the end was empty As a dance floor and the insides Of the man fresh from the can Celebrate the moments Of your reconstructed youth And a Spanish man will clean up after you