Cologne 1997

Cologne
Goodtime Charlie steps from the train
And wanders by the Dom
Raindrops falling in a red-nosed town
It never gets as cold as this back home

Cologne
Charlie checks his little black business book
From now on in he's running blind
The desperate kind
He's cursing at the phone

Oh, don't you tell no lies
About the way your heart feels
It's freezing, turning into stone
Your best friend's widow reeks of gin
Says, Best go see my uncle
In Cologne

Cologne
The seeds of grief that Charlie bears
Will break his back before they're sown
Central European Time
The midnight hour here on the Rhine
The music's fine
We hate to dance alone

Oh, don't you tell no lies
The customers you're meeting
Their greetings, all chill you to the bone
Their borderlines have closed you in
You've joined a game you cannot win
The deal will bring cold comfort
In Cologne