Grace Cathedral Hill

Then turned and weaved through slow decay
Are you feeling better now?
And trumpet play the National Anthem

Some way to greet the year

Irish clip and curl, all brine and piss and vinegar
So we went to get a hot dog
Are you feeling better now?
And the world maybe be long for you
Sweet on a green eyed girl, all fiery
The air, it stunk of fish and beer

To light a little white candle
Down the Hyde St. Pier

We heard a tuba
We were both a little hungry

Are you feeling better now?
All dust and stone and moribund
And the world may be long for you
When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight
I paid twenty-five cents to light a little white candle
Are you feeling better now?
Are you feeling better now?

Your eyes all bright and brimmed with tears

For New Year's Day
But on a motorbike
But he'll never belong to you
I paid twenty-five cents
Are you feeling better now?
I sat and watched it burn away
The light was slight and disappeared
When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
But on a motorbike
But he'll never belong to you
The pilgrims, pills and tourists here all sing
"Fifty-three bucks to buy a brand new halo"