Ain't it just like the night to play tricks
when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded,
though we're all doin' our be_ st to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain,
temptin' you to defy it
Light_ s flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing,
really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lov_ er
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so en_ twined
And these vis_ ions of Johanna that
conquer my mind
In the empty lot where the ladies play
blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all- night girls they whis_ per of
escapades out on the "D" train
We can hear the night watchman
click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them
that's really in_ sane
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
She's delicate and seems
like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise
and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls
in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johan_ na have
now taken my place
Now, little boy lost, he takes
himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he
likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speak_ s of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall to be
so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in
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the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they
kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums,
Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salva_ tion
must be like af_ ter a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the
highway blues
You can tell by the way she
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smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly- faced
women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mus_ tache say,
"Jeez
I can't find my knees."
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang
from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johan_ na,
they make it all seem so cruel
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's
pretend_ ing to care for him
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite
and I'll go out and say a prayer for him."
But like Louise always says
"Ya can't look at much,
can ya man?"
As she, herself, prepares for him
An_ d Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now cor_ rode
Where her cape of the stage
once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev'rything's been
re_ turned which was owed
On the back of the fish
truck that loads
While my conscience ex_ plodes
The har_ monicas play the skeleton
key_ s and the rain
And these visions of Johan_
na are now all that remain