January`s Little Joke — текст песни (Trash Can Sinatras)

All I can hear is the clucking of tongues
I can see them
Plucking at crumbs of conversations
A drunk uncle`s breath
And they`re touching my hand

As now turns into then
Dream turns into dreamt
Spend turns into spent
One turns into one too many say when

And in the blue corner
Crouches a mediocre joker
The laughs are on me
And the arch of my back cracks under the weight
of the wisecracks
Stop the clock - I want to get off

Though I knew what argue meant
And I knew what punish meant
And I knew what embarrass meant
I never found out what achieve meant

All heaven broke loose
But I knew they had something to hide
They were turning the page
But I glimpsed the very last line

Now we raised a toast to celebrate
As December`s embers fade
But every fire is just a hoax
For January`s little joke