Bottled Up In Cork

There was a resolution pending On the united nations floor In reference to the question What's a peace keeping force for?

Who believed it would be solved in a day?

No one who walked out of that building On the 8th of may In their tired-suited,

worn-eyed way I got a message from my sister She just had a kid I had to get to copenhagen To see how she did My haircut startled a canadian He called me a skid Though the charge for roaming International's well hid Someone is listening on my phone When I show up on the grid Me,

I'm just a loner In a world full of kids,

egos and ids A year before and we were getting in Getting bottled in cork On television,

congress crying About abusing the pork I told the bartender We were all from new york Sometimes the path of least resistance Will gain you the most More than trying to map the distances Up and down the east coast When you're in munich making music Raise your glass and say,

"probst" Make it easy on your host Over the mountains and far away Your tribunal mockeries Of justice still dog my steps Until I see that next smiling face A little good will goes a mighty long way A little good will goes a mighty long way I finally made it up to sweden To see little dove Some folk remembered our last meeting And bore me no grudge And from the bartender Complementary mugs Oh,

if only I could stay a while What am I afraid of?

All this psychic damage Of all the years I'm made of Tell the bartender,

I think I'm falling in love Tell the bartender,

I think I'm falling in love Tell the bartender,

I think I'm falling in love