I was down in Amsterdam
Almost hurt myself to death
I pushed
I've been walking down the street
With a tambourine on my
Jo
Josephine is not your kind
She believes in magic and rhymes
You
Bombs over the street, bombs all over the subway
Bombs on
She said, ?I like just lying on the bed
Beneath the
You smashed her right between her blue eyes
You didn't think
I feel dizzy, all laid back and I'm too blind
She was an alcoholic artist
With too much makeup 'round her
She was only twenty-one
But so much older than she's now
Now
Well, there's something in the way
She said, ?I hate you
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I had a heart attack
And boy, it brought me
Gunned down in a fight
It was a bloody pleasure
Though I
Smile, you're on TV again
You must put up a happy
You came a long way, you didn't know my name,
