...

Morning has broken the silence of night
Now you'll have to use kindness to fight
It's just like asbestos, it sticks to your skin
It burns within

Luck is a hunchback, travelling light
With rags and transistors to hold up the sky
Drink to the hearts that San Francisco stole
But drink slow

'Cause I'm a lonely
Man And you're a lonely
Girl And it's a lonely world

If you make Vegas, leave on the lights
I want to see your expression change
Hatred will take us to unknown heights
Drink slow

'Cause I'm a lonely Man
And you're a lonely Girl
And it's a lonely world

"The Huntchback of San Francisco" by Perry Blake in "Broken Statues"

http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=1qP8cHYLgds