Katowice or Cologne

Walkin' down west 33rd street

Some macy's past jack dempsey's

Best in neon lights and madison square

I need a heavier coat to wear

Where are you off to where are you goin'

Off to germany and then to poland

Mostowice or katowice

Oh baby can I get a kiss

Another taste of your sweetness

Another night of your heavenliness

Another look and you're wearing nothing

But that bracelet on your skinny wrist

I fell asleep and I had a dream

It was somewhere on the beach st augustine

And the water was warm and blue

I was playing in a small room

I met a brunette in a pretty dress

Went to her 8th street apartment

She smoked a joint and she drank absinthe

And laid there like a slab of sin

And I left and we lost touch

And I can't say I really missed her much

And when I left we fell out of touch

And I doubt she ever thought of me much

I woke up and I didn't wanna go

Looked out the window at the blinding white snow

But I still got my taxi though

Said goodbye and shut off my phone

I waited for an hour at the terminal

Writing notes in my boston journal

After all these years there's still a panic

When I cross the godd**n atlantic

Squeezed into seat 33b

Sippin' starbucks gone powder tea

Try to remember some of my tunings

Are all of them c-g-c-f-g-c

Well that's all I ever really need

To get from point a to point z

To get from a mall to send a leanin' tree

And in a worse shape I can always sing

I just need an easy guitar tone

And a 58 microphone

A pretty girl in the condo

I don't need a drink god I don't need no blow

To get through to our show

In katowice or cologne

Oh when I get home

Gonna sleep 'til the cows come home

And take a little trip you know

Maybe walk to mexico

Oh f**k I really don't know

What I'm gonna do when I'm home

I might just stay in san francisco

Take a week and a

Dig up some abalone

Go fishin' for some

Go fishin for some

Go fishin' till I hit a stone

Go pickin' some artichokes

Then run a hot bath and soak

Then run a hot bath and soak