The Vandal and the Saint

Lyrics

Shielding my eyes against the shatterlight dawn As inviting as the wrong end of a gun Reluctant farewells Then a taxi ride back to the lonesome hotel Sharing a room with the Butcher Looking for her street on the map I had half a mind to go back there I had to choose between the vandal and the saint She looked like a German film star Dressed in limousine black A dancer portraying a waitress Both ballet and burlesque I couldn't take my eyes off her She said she liked the soft songs best Oh, Elvira A kiss for the vandal and the saint I felt like butter on a knife's edge In love with the handsome beast And the line between life and stupid glory That sets the wicked pace I am serving a residency Here with the Frankfurt blues The ghosts of conquests past Walking in a dead man's shoes I believe in the happy idiot In the international free state I believe in the truth behind the paint that roars I believe in the vandal and the saint Oh Elvira