I used be a free and a roving young lad
I used drink poison that messed up my head
And I'm down and out
And there was a girl with Greek ocean blue eyes
A dark queen from Hell in Heaven's disguise
I'm down and out
I woke up one morning, the angel was flown, flown, flown
Her body was cold, I knew I was all alone
I lost all my powers, sat down in the chair
My next snap shot, a fat cop that gripped my hair
Kicked me down and out
Lorelei, hear me calling
Hear me call out for you
Your body is dust, my memories are fading
But your eyes still look blue
Lorelei, how's your living?
Do the saints treat you well?
Do they lend you a hand, do they tell you good stories?
Or do they rot down in Hell?
I'll write you a song, a kind of letter from Hell
Thoughts from a moist and cold prison cell
I'm down and out
So I spend the nights and long sober days
Waiting, just waiting in so many ways
I'm down and out
Last night in a dream an angel came down from the sky
He acted like a stranger but honey I knew those eyes
I pick up a paper and then throw it away
The news make no sense, the same shit every day
I'm down and out
Lorelei, hear me calling
Hear me call out for you
Your body is dust, my memories are fading
But your eyes still look blue
Lorelei, I can feel you
Always somewhere around
The air's filled with hatred, your ghost tries to tell me
No one is safe in this town
Tomorrow comes the pardon, one battle is won
Tomorrow brings a new war, a hungry slow one
