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MAYOR OF MELANCHOLIA
I am a wistful weather-beaten wanderer with a penchant for the blues The sullen song has been my chosen theme Green valleys and scenic hilltops leave me largely under-whelmed Give me granite grey, industry and steam
Sad reflection is my game as I roam from town to town Reaching for low-lying clouds, to pull me through the day Now I'm standing in the glorious sun, longing for rain You may be queen of the slipstream baby But as the mayor of melancholia I reign
Pouring over a water-damaged copy of down and out in Paris and London Getting all dressed up to come completely undone You want to talk about the weather - and whether there'll be some weather - you feel there's some doubt How very tragic don't let the door hit your ass on your way out
Sad reflection is my game as I roam from pillar to post Reaching for low-lying clouds, to pull me through the day Now I'm standing in the glorious sun, praying for rain You may be queen of the slipstream baby But as the mayor of melancholia I reign
![]() From the Forthcoming Album: THE PEACEMAKER’S CHAUFFEUR |