Lloyd Cole - Lost Weekend lyrics

It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam

and double pneumonia in a single room

and the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along with you?

This morning I woke up from a deep unquiet sleep

with ashtray clothes and miss lonleyhearts' pen

with which I wrote for you a love song in tatoo upon my palm

'twas stolen from me when Jesus took my hand

You see I, I wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it

Drop me and I'll fall to pieces

Too easily

I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

wore my heart on my sleeve like a stain

and my aim was taboo, you

could we meet in the market place

did I ever hey please, did you wound my knees?

You see I, I wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it

Drop me and I'll fall to pieces

Yes it's too easy

There's nobody else to blame

Will I hang my head in a crying shame

There's nobody else to blame

Nobody else except my sweet self again

It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam

twenty four gone years to conclude in tears

that the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along?

I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

with an ashtray heart on my sleeve, wounded knees

and my one love song was a tatoo upon my palm

you wrote upon me when you took my hand

You see I, I wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it

Drop me and I'll fall to pieces

Too easily