Into the alley With my hurrying hands Over the ocean With my clouded head Under the lady With her swaying sin I am elated With my coloring Here's to the ages And my place in time Woe to the lonesome Holding my place in line And to the sadists Coming on so straight I can't relate it To anything you can say And outside a candle light Yes I know who's inside I hear what you're saying now You've painted a picture And pretty well.